"You're gonna die in 11 days, Ethan," Rose said for the fifth time, worried like always.
"I know I know and again, Rose, I don't care" He rolled his eyes.
"What do you mean?! You're gonna leave me soon and you don't care?!" His dear friend shouted.
"Of course I care for you.. But we don't have a choice.." He replied with a pained expression.
"And what are you gonna do about your crush?" Rose sighs, mocks the word 'crush'.
"Well, I'm gonna confess to her," He smiles proudly.
"Really?" She scoffs.
"Yeah, After that, I can now die peacefully" He grinned, chuckled at the image of he and his crush holding hands.
"If that's what makes you feel happy, then okay.." Rose mumbled, looked away.
