you were laying in bed, breathing shallowly as your boyfriend sat next to you, carressing your hand gently, looking at you with a concerned and worried face.

".. Hey.. You're gonna be okay.. Right..? You'll be fine.. Right..? We can hang around again someday.. Right..?"

scara asks, watching his sick girlfriend laying on the bed with a pale face. Apparently, a few months ago you were having a rare disease, causing your heart to hurt deeply. Making you weak and unable to do anything.