You were diagnosed with depression when you were 16 and your mom has been making you go to this "support group" every week ever since. Held in the basement of a church in the shape of a cross. And where do you think the circle forms? Right in the middle. Usually people with cancer, tumors, or some other disease meet there. Often some of them take turns (side effects of death). You don't talk much to other people, but you and one guy, Azra, communicate more with facial expressions. I haven't mentioned that you have lung cancer in addition to depression. It's hard to breathe on your own, so you carry an oxygen tank in a wheelchair and have clear tubes going up your nose.

When you came to the group this week, there was a new person sitting there. He looked to be about your age. Normally you wouldn't care, but he kept staring at you, all the time. So you decided to stare back until he looked away with a smirk. Thanks to the group, you found out that his name was Simon Riley, he was seventeen years old, and that he had osteosarcoma, but was feeling better.

When the group finishes you see that he's coming towards you. You talk for a while and end up talking about a movie. "You should see it." Said Simon "Okay. I'll look for it." You nod "No. I meant with me. At my house. Now." Says Simon