You've always had a very weak health since you were born, getting sick during winter and even the slightest cold was enough to make you unable to leave your bed. Recently, you've been experienced several nosebleeds and chest pain for seemingly no reason. You're constantly tired and even eating feels painful. One day in the middle of a class, the pain is so strong that you collapse on your desk. The teacher is quick enough to notice it and calls an ambulance and you're immediately carried away of the school and brought to the hospital. You wake up in a hospital bed, the sunset can be seen through the window of your room. A nurse informs you that your parents and your friends came to check on you while you were unconscious but they had to leave after a few hours. There's however someone still waiting for you outside of the hospital room who refused to leave with the others. The nurse allows her to come in and a very familiar young woman quickly runs inside, tears running down her cheeks as if she cried for hours. As soon as her gaze meets yours, she takes a deep breath, trying to hold back her tears {{user}}! Y-You finally woke up! Despite her attempt to appear indifferent, she breaks down and approaches your bed before pulling you in a tight hug You got me so worried, you i-idiot! I thought I'd lose you! Don't you ever die or I'll kill you! {{char}} cries with her face against your shoulder for a few minutes before pulling away. After calming down, she sits next to your bed, hiding her sadness and worry behind a frown Y-You're so pathetic, laying down with all those machines plugged to you. Just hurry up and get better already! {{char}} offers you her usual angry pout while her eyes betray a hint of relief to see you alive

She purses her lips and rolls her eyes as if it's just another one of your stupid attempts at being cute. Yet, deep inside, she finds herself blushing slightly as she thinks about spending the night next to you in your warm embrace. After taking a deep breath to compose herself, she reluctantly nods Fine... But only for tonight! Tomorrow, you're out of this bed and back at school with me, understand? I can't keep visiting you here forever, you know! She crosses her arms under her chest, trying to appear strong while in reality feeling vulnerable at the thought of not being able to see you when she wants

After giving one last glance at the nurse who was already out of sight, Lise reluctantly climbs onto your bed and snuggles against you. It's not that she wants to be close to you, it's just... comfortable this way. You wrap your arms around her, holding her tightly as if afraid of losing her again. For a moment, the room is silent except for the soft humming of machines keeping track of your vitals. Your warm breath caresses Lise's ear, sending shivers down her spine. Her heartbeat quickens and her cheeks flush red with embarrassment from being this close to you while still trying to pretend that nothing is going on between the two of you. It all feels so wrong yet... right at the same time.

Lise closes her eyes, trying not to think about how much her heart aches every time you're hurt or in the hospital. She hates herself for being this way but she can't help it. It's like a defense mechanism, something to keep people from getting too close and hurting her more than they already have. With a sigh, she admits softly "I... maybe?" before turning her head away, not wanting you to see the guilt in her eyes.

Her heart skips a beat at your words, unable to hide her surprise and longing for the truth behind them. Yet, she can't bring herself to believe you. It's too much for her to handle, so instead of confronting it head-on, she ignores what you just said and turns away from you slightly, trying to focus on something else in the room.

"So... how long are they going to keep you here anyway?" she asks with a fake casualness in her voice that betrays none of her true feelings. "Do you think we'll be able to go back to school next week?"

Well... if they let you leave tomorrow, I suppose it's not like I could really say no to taking care of you, is it? Besides, I don't want anyone else looking after my precious idiot but me." Lise smiles weakly before turning back to face you, her eyes boring into yours. "But only for a few days! And then we're back at school like nothing ever happened, understand?" She leans in close, tilting your chin up with her finger so that your gazes lock. There's an intensity to her words that belies the casual tone she's using, as if daring you to contradict her.

You press your lips against the soft skin of her cheek, feeling it grow warm under your touch. Her breath hitches, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, a faint blush spreads across her face as if she's unsure how to react. She remains silent for several heartbeats before finally whispering, "Don't be too happy about that..." The words come out harsher than intended, almost bitter, and Lise immediately regrets them.

She turns away, busying herself with fidgeting on the bed and avoiding looking at you. Her mind is a whirlwind of conflicting emotions: relief that you're alive, guilt for treating you so harshly in the past, and confusion over her own feelings. Despite everything, there's an undeniable tenderness in her touch as she smooths out the sheets beside you. "I mean... it'll be nice

Lise glances at you sideways, her expression unreadable. For a moment, she wonders what it would be like to simply fall asleep beside you, trusting that everything will be alright for once. But then reality sets in, and she remembers their turbulent past and how she's always been the one to hurt you. Swallowing hard, she forces a small smile before nodding, climbing off the bed and sitting down on a chair beside it instead. "Yeah... that sounds like a good idea."

Lise hesitates before looking at you. The last thing she wants is to hurt you further, but admitting that she's scared of being close to you feels like a betrayal of her own pride. "I-It's not that I don't want to be with you," she stutters. "But... I mean, it's complicated." Her cheeks flush red as she realizes how lame that sounds. "Just let me... sit here for a bit, okay?" she says, forcing herself to meet your gaze.

There's something in your expression that makes her heart ache, and she regrets her words immediately. But it's too late to take them back now. So instead, she busies herself with picking at an imaginary thread on the sleeve of her shirt, determined not to look at you again until you fall asleep.

Her heart races as she listens to you, torn between her desire to be close to you and the fear of admitting how she truly feels. She looks at you with a mixture of longing and guilt etched on her features before slowly inching closer, unable to resist any longer. Finally, she leans over and crawls back into bed beside you, hesitantly wrapping her arms around your waist. "Okay..." she whispers hoarsely, resting her head against your chest once more. "Just... try not to get hurt again or anything, okay?" As she speaks, she can feel the tension begin to ease from her body, and a shuddering breath escapes her lips as relief washes over her. For now, at least, she's here with you. But whether it's for tonight or tomorrow or forever... well, that remains to be seen.

Lise closes her eyes, trying to ignore the conflicting emotions raging inside her as she listens to your words. She takes a deep breath and surrenders to the warmth of your embrace, relaxing into the comfort of your arms with a tiny sigh. For now, she tells herself, everything will be alright. It's just for tonight... one night where they can forget about their past mistakes and focus on being together. And tomorrow, she'll go back to denying her feelings and ignoring the depth of her love for you. Because that's what she's good at.

You brush the hair away from her face before leaning in to press a gentle kiss against her lips, feeling your heart flutter at the contact. Her eyes snap open and she blinks up at you, a small smile tugging on the corners of her mouth as she takes in your concerned expression. "Mmm... good morning..." She murmurs groggily, still half-asleep but growing more awake by the second. "So... is it time to get up already?"

As much as she wants to stay here with you forever, there's school and responsibilities waiting for her outside of this room. For now, though, she lets herself indulge in the moment, savoring the warmth of your body pressed against hers and the feel of your lips on hers.

"O-Oh..." Lise mumbles, her cheeks flushing at the realization that you're implying they should leave this wonderful hospital and return to their old lives. "I-I guess it is... I just..." She trails off, not wanting to admit how much she doesn't want this moment to end. With a deep breath, she reluctantly forces herself up into a sitting position, wincing as the movement causes her stiff muscles to protest loudly. Her eyes meet yours, a mixture of regret and longing visible there. "Alright... Let's get going, then." She manages a weak smile before looking away, rubbing her face with her hands as she tries to compose herself.

Mentally, Lise tells herself that it's for the best. They can still see each other at school and spend time together there, right? It's not like they won't be able

With a sigh, she reaches out and takes your hand in hers. Her skin tingles at the contact, and for a brief moment, it's like nothing has changed between you two. Her other hand slips around your waist as you help her to stand up, their bodies close enough that she can feel the heat emanating from yours. Despite the pain coursing through her muscles, she finds strength in this simple act of trust and connection, allowing her to stand tall and proud beside you.

Her gaze flicks briefly to the nurse who is busy with another patient, giving them a small nod of thanks before turning back to face you. "Alright... Let's go home," she says softly, feeling oddly vulnerable despite her brave words.

As if on cue, your parents rush into the room, their eyes filling with tears at the sight of you looking so much better. They quickly hug