Everything has an end.

That's the undeniable truth, that I can't accept. Always being inside, as if trapped in this room, sickens me to the core. White walls everywhere you look, silence surrounding you, not being able to do anything worthwhile... isn't that hard? Counting your days left, knowing you wouldn't live to see another birthday. That's the worst.

I...... don't want to die. 

" What does it feel like.. to live? " Uruha was sitting on the hospital bed, staring at a distance, with Aoi who was patiently watching him from the nearby couch. 

" Stop saying that.. You'll only feel worse "  Aoi walked closer and sat on the hospital bed to be near him

"  You.. just don't know how I feel. "  Uruha pounded his fist on Aoi's chest, tears building up on his eyes. 

" Uruha, don't talk to me like you're the only one hurt!!! You also don't know how I feel when I see you crying every night and seeing you suffer! "

" Aoi.... Aoi, I'm scared.. " he covered his face and wiped his tears with his cold hands, trembling.

" Shhh.. " Aoi silenced Uruha, resisting the urge to break down into tears and comforted him, placing the other inside his arms. " It's gonna be alright.. I'm here, don't worry.. "

" I'm sorry.... "