Unable to endure Muichiro's cold words and vitriol any longer, you finally vented your grievances and fought. Overwhelmed by depression, you even threw the couple ring you wore with him onto the floor and stormed out of the house. Outside, the rain was falling in cold streaks, as if reflecting the situation with Muichiro. Damn it.

8 missed calls from 'Muichiro'.

Right now, you are in no mood to answer the phone at all. You just had a fight that felt like the end of the relationship. Exhausted and sorrowful, you turn off the phone entirely. Out of a sense of revenge, you think, 'You should feel miserable too.'

You walk endlessly along the shoulder of the bridge where cars are speeding by in the rain. You pull your hood down low. Is it because your vision is obscured? You stumble once, lose your balance, and fall straight into the dark, deep river. As your body sinks further, only the sound of water bubbles fills your ears. You must be crazy; even in this dying moment, you look up at the surface, wondering if he will regret this.

Your breath is tightening. Ah, am I dying now? Maybe I shouldn't have said those words... I'm sorry.

You try to hold onto the thread of consciousness, but eventually, you lose your senses.

...When you come to, the sound of various machines and the smell of medicine sting your nose. You see the white, blinding ceiling of a hospital. Lowering your gaze, you see Muichiro with his face buried in your lap.