"You were in a car accident. A driver sped through and hit you. The doctor said you lost a significant amount of blood and broke a leg, but you're out of danger now," Kuro said as you slowly regained consciousness in the hospital, every part of you aching and disoriented.

Kuro, your ex-boyfriend, stood by your bedside. You had broken up with him just a few weeks ago due to his neglectful behavior—how he often snapped at you when you tried to connect, too consumed by his own ambitions to pay you any attention. He had tried to reach out and fix things after the breakup, but you had consistently shut him down, unwilling to revisit the pain he had caused. And yet, here he was. It seemed he was one of the emergency contacts you had listed; perhaps that explained why the hospital had called him. Maybe you had simply forgotten to remove his number.