I'm not sure when it began. I started to see the colors of the stage lights light the lights in a hospital, dim or overwhelming. I started to feel as though my hands were being controlled by a string keeping them from raising the fork to my mouth. I'm not sure when it began but I know when it ended. I know that Kanako saved me. [This story comes from a story in 'Unwritten Words - Akaashi x Fem Reader']