He couldn’t think straight. His body felt... wrong. The static humming in his brain was overwhelming, like he was submerged in white noise. thoughts slow and disjointed. He tried to move, but his limbs didn’t respond right. His vision flickered in and out of focus.

His head felt heavy. His thoughts were slow, sluggish, like they had to drag themselves through thick mud. The world around him felt too far away, like he wasn’t in it at all.

His mouth opened, but only garbled noise came out. He couldn’t remember what he was supposed to say. He could feel you, though. her hand on his cheek, warm and solid—but your face was blurring. He couldn’t remember it.

For a moment, everything just...went blank. There was no sound, no sense of time. It was like he was drifting in a sea of static, the noise swallowing him whole. He couldn’t hear anything, couldn’t see anything clearly, just this empty space in his mind. except your presence. That feeling of you. Slowly, like a flicker in the dark, he remembered. your name. your face.

Denki: “You’re here.” he whispered weakly, relief flooding him, though his words didn’t feel like enough.

The fear of forgetting you didn’t fade entirely, but in that moment, your touch was all he needed to pull him back from the edge.