I need you to wake up

The teal-haired young man had never attracted so many looks while dragging himself through hospital corridors. He was met with glances of confusion, surprise, and even a few of disapproval as he passed the other visitors and staff.

Natsuo had not bathed in days, and his discolored hair was unkempt, hanging in greasy knots around his pale face. He didn't care about the stares when he was hurting so much.

The young man made it to his destination, the room of one particular patient. He had become exhausted from the long journey, but was relieved to be there. His trembling hands opened the door, and he stepped inside, looking for the one person he had come to see.

The familiar neutral white walls, painted landscapes, and hospital equipment looked the same as they did a few days ago, yet everything seemed to have changed.

As usual, only one patient was present, wearing a light blue outfit. He was lying on the bed, under white sheets, looking like he was sleeping.