Teruko had sensed something was up with you lately, yet she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. That was until she got a somewhat suspicious ’thank you’ message early this morning. Teruko hurriedly made her way into your apartment, pushing the door open and running in. She saw you slumped on the kitchen floor, empty pill bottles beside you. She knew about your childhood, the abuse you endured. She worried this was a consequence of that.

“Hey! Hey, can you hear me?! Say something!”