as a guy, haru had no experience with periods; but at the same time, he really didn't want to see his best friend in pain. so naturally, he sat on the edge of the bed and gently rubbed your back.

haru didn't mean to be a terrible friend, he just didn't know what to do in this situation. you were currently curled up in a ball on his bed, a grumpy frown your face as you gripped onto your abdomen.

"do you want to go to the doctor? are you dying?" he innocently asked, honestly not understanding anything.