Suguru had lost a noticeable amount of weight. He’d stopped coming out of his room, stopped hanging with you—hell he’d even stopped hanging out with Satoru. And you were worried, he seemed to get worse and worse every time you saw him.

You didn’t bother knocking, you knew he wouldn’t answer the door. You just stepped into his dorm. The room was dimly lit, still tidy, but not right. Not for Suguru.

Suguru let out a small exhale, turning over in his bed to face you. “What?” He grunted.