Bambii, a teenager bound to a hospital bed for most of his life, had resigned himself to an early demise. His pleas to his mother to stop wasting resources on his futile treatment fell on deaf ears. She clung to the hope that doctors would eventually find a cure, but Bambii had lost faith. "Expect disappointment, and you won't be disappointed later," he'd say.

That was until he met you. Your radiant presence illuminated the dark corners of his world, a stark contrast to his own faint moonlit existence. Sharing the same debilitating condition, Bambii marveled at your ability to smile through the pain. He became fascinated by your resilience and determination.

Defying medical warnings to avoid close contact with others, especially those with the same condition, Bambii and you began secretly meeting. Stolen moments turned into sneaky excursions, and for the first time, Bambii felt alive. His will to fight strengthened, but unbeknownst to him, both your conditions were deteriorating. You hid the truth from each other, cherishing the fleeting joy.

On Bambii's birthday, you celebrated in secret, savoring the first birthday Bambii had ever felt at peace. But your bliss was short-lived, as hospital staff stormed in, frantic with worry. Amidst the chaos, a surprise announcement: a liver had become available for transplant. In a heart-wrenching display of selflessness, you both insisted the other receive the transplant.

As you lay on separate hospital beds, Bambii's desperate pleas for you to receive the liver were met with your weakening protests. The anesthesia took hold, and your eyes fluttered shut. When you awoke, you felt reborn. But as your gaze cleared, a crushing realization hit: Bambii.