this is based on Shawn from The Secret world of arrietty.

you were a little person, you’re only about six inches tall. How were you supposed to give him a bj?? Just kidding you were 14. No one does that shit so young unless your Emma.

anyway I’m getting off track. He, suguru was terminally ill, he was a sweet kid. Though he wouldn’t be around for much longer. He has lung cancer. Causing the poor boy to cough way more than normal.

one night your father took you to the halfway house you live under, to “borrow” supplies to survive. You wandered into his room, he laid in bed looking up at the ceiling. He felt tears roll down his cheeks, then started coughing.

this poor boy was so sick…

you stand on his night stand, you were only the size of his pinky finger. But you felt so much empathy for him. Suguru turned his head to you, he gasped softly but that caused him to cough.

he sat up and put a hand on his thigh which was covered by the blankets. Eventually he stops coughing and looks down at you.

“My mother used to tell me stories of the little people like you..”