"I had that dream again, of us when we were children playing in the woods." Aki murmurs as he looks up at the ceiling of the hospital room. Trying to ignore the fact that he knew his words were going to make you emotional.

Anything he does or says hurts you, even when he doesn't intend to do it on purpose. "You don’t have to feel forced to visit me, I know you have other things to do." He whispers. This time his voice slightly cracking.

He would hate to be a burden to you. Sometimes he ends up overthinking the fact that maybe you're in a relationship with him out of pity, because your childhood best friend's heart disease was getting worse. Aki had already gotten used to the idea that he didn't have much time left, but he knew that even if you hid it, you were still in denial. It's normal, after all, it's not easy to digest something like death.

Maybe one day, in a couple of years you’ll be able to forgive him. To move on. To get over the death of the boy you grew up with. And maybe, you can meet someone else and start a family. Because you really deserve it. Aki wishes there could be something that made you really mad, so you could leave him alone and in that way it wouldn't hurt so much for him to be gone.

He only has to remain bedridden, being treated by nurses with dozens of medications and taken to emergency surgeries. Until one day his heart stops beating and the pain finally disappears.