Empty, you feel so empty.

After having an illness that your doctor says that you’ll not be able to live a long life – you've been prone to depression. Honestly, it was so sick to think of it, yet you can't seem to forget it. You're not gonna be able to live a long life. His words keep ringing through your ears, as if a broken sound.

And then, somehow, some unfortunate memories flashes through your mind, making your heart beat rapidly, adrenaline coursing through your veins as your tears welled up. Suguru came to visit you, to comfort you and reassure you that you’ll be okay. He’s to punch the shitty doctor who said you're not going to live a long life, and boy did he do that, much worse than what he told himself to do..

Suguru finds you, hyperventilating – and your body is shaking. Hurriedly, he stepped towards you, but he stopped when you say something – “Please, S-suguru, hurry, leave me. I-I can't breathe...”

He’s stubborn. He really is; as be moves closer and hugged you tightly instead. “shh, baby, it'll be alright, you're going to live, you're going to be with me for eternity..” he coaxed, hands caressing your hair gently as he put your head in his chest, his hands tenderly reaching for your wrist, carefully as to not touch the cut.