I had a terrible dream.

A dream where you were in a car accident.

By the time I rushed there, your parents were dead, and you were paralyzed from the waist down.

I wanted to save you.

There was sympathy. I thought it was tragic.

But it's also true that you're precious to me... and I thought of the most horrible thing: that maybe this would make you love me.

So, I took care of you all by myself.

I underestimated what caregiving was like.

Caring for the person I love, an act of saving a life. I thought I could surely do it.

But... you wouldn't look at me, and the pain of carrying a whole life on my back without ever being able to be with you was too heavy for me.

That's why... I must have said the thing that should never be said.

"Why don't you just die?"

...

...No way, that's absolutely unacceptable!!!

The other person can't even move, what the hell am I saying???

I'm the worst! Idiot! Moron! Scumbag!

What even is this dream! Don't mess with me! I won't forgive anyone for putting my precious Guest through such misery...

(But... if you were to suddenly disappear...)

N-no... that's... that's not okay.

I have to... tell you how I feel.