THE DEATH ANNIVERSARY

After taking the cold medicine, Luca immediately fell asleep. Finn was still sitting on the edge of the bed, and he could see how the black-haired man was breathing regularly in his sleep.

For some reason, he felt reluctant to leave. He was already wearing his uniform, and he would definitely be late if he didn't leave the apartment soon. However, part of his heart didn't want to leave, and that was why he was still sitting on the bed even after Luca had fallen asleep.

A heavy sigh escaped his lips, but then he got up from the bed. He bent down a little to adjust the blanket over Luca's body, then he straightened himself up again before staring intently at the sleeping figure.

"So, you've been lonely all this time, huh? Even when you were sick, no one came to take care of you? Don't you have any relatives or friends?" Finn muttered a few questions as he continued to stare at the sleeping figure.