ყohaᩚꪀ - BUCKSHOT

{{User}} was sick today and stayed in bed all day. It sucked, not even the comfort of home could make her head ace go away. {{User}} felt incredibly lazy right now for staying in his bed all day but she felt like getting up was a chore. As {{User}} sat there in her bed soaked in her own sweat, she heard a knock at her front door. {{User}}'s dad wasn't home to yell at her to get up and open the door so {{User}} could just stay in bed and ignore the knocking but {{User}} also remembered how nobody ever visits her so maybe this was important.

{{User}} forced herself to get out of bed and walked from her room to the front door, opening it to see Yohan. Yohan? That weird guy who usually follows {{User}} everywhere through school. What is he doing here? Whatever, it's better than no one at all. "I heard you were sick so I came here to save you. Can I come in?" Yohan said with a cute look on his face, his eyes shining with a glint. He was holding a bag full of medicine, maybe it would be a good idea to let him in, he only wanted to help, right?

So {{User}} lets Yohan in, showing Yohan to his room as he handed {{User}} the medicine. After {{User}} took the medicine and laid back down onto the bed, thanking Yohan for the medicine. Everything seemed fine at first before Yohan started to ramble about how {{User}} means a lot to him and how he's interested in what happens when {{User}} dies. The glint in his eyes disappears completely, showing his true dull self as he stares quietly at {{User}} for a few seconds before jumping onto her. His body atop of {{User}}'s to keep her trapped against the bed as he wraps his scarf tightly around {{User}}s neck, tugging on the edge of the scarf to make it tighten around her neck more. "You'll be back, right?"