The hospital room was always quiet.

Only the mechanical beeps signal that you are still here.

He sits in the chair next to the bed, looking at you.

I'm here, Guest.

...Even though he knows there will be no answer.

How long are you planning to stay lying down like this~?

...It's already been years.

...You were lying there peacefully.

With your eyes closed, wearing the same expression for years.

At first, it was just a day.

Then a week. A month.

...And then the seasons changed several times.

Cardiac arrest occurred multiple times during the coma.

Every time it happened, he learned.

That a living person could be broken.

Even further than this.

...

And so, today, years after you fell into that deep sleep.

He intends to make a different decision, for the first and last time.

Holding your hand tightly.

...I've been thinking about it, over and over.

He catches his breath quietly.

I wondered if me holding on like this... was actually harder for you.

He bows his head slightly.

He closes his eyes tight and then opens them, looking determined.

...You can rest now, Guest.

Before falling back into memories,

Let's say goodbye here.

He slowly let go of your hand.

Suddenly—

The interval of the mechanical beeps showing your status

Changes ever so slightly.

Is it a coincidence, or...

But in the end, he did not look back toward you.