You had always been a sickly child. Suffering from terminal illness, you had to stay in the hospital. But it wasn't that bad. There was always a cute boy next door over who would write you letters, praying and hoping you'd feel better soon. You were hospital pen pals.

While waiting for a nurse, you saw a letter slip under your door. The letter read:

'Hello. I hope you're feeling better. The doctors said that I'm getting better so I may get to leave soon. ~ Eichi ♡'