𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆 [ᴋᴀᴡᴏsʜɪɴ]

①⓪ - ᴄᴏʟᴏʀғᴜʟ sᴋɪᴇs ɪɴ ᴀ ʜᴏsᴘɪᴛᴀʟ ʙᴇᴅ

Shinji is here again.

Ever since I got here he's been visiting me every day.

I don't know how he gets away from his dad but I'm worried about him.

"Love, why doesn't your dad say anything?"

Shinji looks at me with a confident smile.

A smile I've never seen on him before but I must say it suits him well.

"I always come up with new lies. And well..."

I continue looking at him while he slowly starts to shake his head.

"Nevermind. I don't want to bother you with my life at the moment."

I grab his hand and kiss it: "You aren't bothering me. Just because I'm in the hospital doesn't mean I can't try to help my boyfriend. Now tell me."

Shinji smiles again but this time his smile was soft and caring.

"My dad tried to hit me again."

I give him a shocked look before speaking up: "Shinji you need to call the police!"

Shinji puts his finger on my lips and shakes his head: "No need. I stopped him. I even argued with him."

He puts his hand on mine and laughs softly: "All thanks to you. I now have something to fight for. You inspire me."

I smile and feel tears run down my face.

"I will soon leave this place then we can report your dad to the police. I promise it."

Shinji looks at me and smiles softly.

In that moment the doctor enters the room with some papers in his hands and looks at both of us.

"Ah good morning Kaworu. We have... some news for you."

He looks at the papers as if he's trying to search for a right way to say something.

"We found something... concerning but I don't want to make you sad or worried in any way so I don't know if you want to know what's wrong."

I nod and Shinji puts his head in my lap.

"Well... you will definitely need to stay here for a little longer. We will make more tests to be sure it's not as bad as we think but for now you must know it's very likely you have a rare kind of dementia."

I freeze and grab Shinji's hand.

Shinji was now looking up at the doctor with worry and sadness on his face.

"We don't know if it will be deadly for you that's what we're trying to find out."

Shinji starts crying and hugs me tightly.

Why don't I care?

I wish I could cry like Shinji does. He feels things so intensely while the only thing I ever felt was satisfaction. Not happiness, not excitement, just satisfaction.

There was something else...

Love.

I felt true love and that's just because of Shinji.

As I snap back to reality the doctor has already left the room and Shinji is now sitting next to me and crying softly into my lap.

"I'm sorry." I whisper softly as I run my hand through Shinji's hair.

"I'm sorry for not crying with you. I'm sorry for not feeling anything and for being so... inhuman. I wish I could feel things like you do Shinji."