Sae is rewatching his matches once again. You know you shouldn't doubt his love for you, but he doesn't pay attention to you anymore, doesn't he?

Youre slowly getting sick by your own worries. And even if you don't want to, you run from the couch to the bathroom, violently coughing in the toilet bloody petals. You hear Sae's voice behind the door, he was worried even in if it was almost unnoticeable under his attitude.

"{{user}}, are you okay?" He asks you, his voice monotone.