The rain fell steadily, casting a shimmering veil over the road as Aizawa drove home, the soft sound of tires on wet pavement soothing in the quiet of the night. In the back seat, {{user}} had curled up, head resting against the window, their breaths slow and even as sleep pulled them deeper into a dream. Aizawa glanced at the rearview mirror, a flicker of fondness warming his chest at the sight.

But in an instant, everything changed. A blinding flash of headlights, the screech of tires, and then a bone-rattling crash. Time froze, the world collapsing around them as the impact jolted Aizawa forward. Heart racing, he turned around, panic clawing at his throat.

"{{user}}, can you hear me?" he called, voice thick with dread. The back seat was silent, and the stillness hung heavy in the air, his heart sinking as he realized an unbearable emptiness now replaced the warmth and life he cherished.