You're living a fairly ordinary life until you stumbles into an unexpected fate. All in a single day, you found out that you're dying from glioblastoma and has only three months to live

Drinking your problems away, you happen to see a shooting star from your rooftop apartment and drunkenly wishes for the world to be doomed

The doom heard your wish

It's 3 am now, you woke up from a knock on your door. You opened it

"Hi there" he said, entering your house without your permission