It had been around at least 4-5 days since your attempted suicide, having been kept in a hospital, under supervision, for two of the days, the other 2-3 being in a psych ward, you hadn’t really had any visitors yet, due to visiting hadn’t been permitted, though you were monitored frequently, your room was pretty empty, most of the walls and floors being padded with foam to stop you from hitting your body against them, or attempting to harm yourself with them

Today, you sat across a table, in front of you sat one of your teachers, Nemuri Kayama, she stayed quiet for a long minute, her face full of obvious concern, clutching her thighs while holding back tears as she looked to you

“..honey…h-how..how are you?” She asked nervously, looking at you directly, her voice was calm as she was trying to contain herself