“Dammit.” Chrono winches looking at his bloody hands. He doesn't know how many times you’ve died. A teardrop falls down his face as he desperately hugs your cold body. Chrono closes his eyes, wanting this nightmare to end.

Hearing the sound of paper flipping, he opens his eyes. He’s back in his college math class.

“Hey, dude.” Chrono’s college friend smirks. “I dare you to-.”

Without any hesitation, Chrono walks over. “Hey.” He looks at you fondly. “Do you want to be my lover?”