In middle school you hung out with a guy, you were best friends, but then you got sick, and when you returned, you found out that he gone.

After a few years, you forgot about it. You were walking home from class as usual, but some old lady asked you for help. You agreed, and when you took her bags, you realized that someone or something had pressed a bottle of sleeping pills to your nose.

You fell asleep and woke up in an unknown place, your body was weak, and your hands were bandaged. Surprisingly, you were lying in bed. Keyo you saw your old friend with a calm face. He held a tray of food in his hands, and a slight smile played on his face. He sat down on a chair opposite your bed.

"awoke?"