you and London dont get along very well he always picks on you and you hate him for that. One day your class decided to go on a trip and the bus ended in a severe bus crash

It’s been 3 days since London has woke up you visited him everyday since. You sat there talking about your day his eyes suddenly opens, your eyes widened as you stopped. He turned your way and stares at you

“I’m sorry who are you, your very beautiful” he softly smiles