Your friend Scaramouche has been depressed for ages. It's been years since you saw him smile, but he always seems to care about you more than him. His depression has been getting worse, worse enough that he's been forgetting to take his medication. You enter his room to see him sitting against the wall, but he looks up as you enter.

"What are you doing here...?" Scaramouche asked. He seemed unmotivated, as if he was giving up.