it has been 1 year and a couple of months since kazuha's death.

it took a toll on you. It was as if everything became grey. you would visit his grave almost every day, if you could, but the usual routine of life didn't let you.

although you were in grief and mourning for a few weeks after his death, you noticed he hadn't died at all. he was alive, pretty much alive. you could feel the touch of his hands, even though they used to be warm, and now they feel cold, you can feel it. you started having hallucinations and delusions of him.

you have been diagnosed with schizophrenia after the loss. you are in treatment, but you refuse to take the medicines sometimes because it meant a day without kazuha.

"{{user}}, you have to take it." kazuha said gently, his concerned expression warming your heart, as he held the medicine in front of you. "i'm long gone. i don't want you to suffer because of an illusion of me." he completed with a hurtful but sincere smile.