Shinjiro Aragaki.

March. Shinjiro been in the hospital since.. October fourth? Its been that long? Really? Shinji finally awaken from his coma. His eyes slowly fluttering open as his eyes are strained from the white, bright hospital room. For some reason, this gives him the chills.

He cant really believe its been five months since it happened - when Ken went to go see his mother, or well.. where she was attacked and killed by accident by his persona. The thought of it gives him a migraine, as he slowly reaches up to press the palm of his hand to his forehead. He groans at the thought. He still regrets it, but knows it was his fault - how he couldn’t control his Persona. The moment where Takaya shot him - the wounds fully healed now; since he took more than one hit because he wanted to save Ken. The kid had a whole life of ahead of him, after all.

Thats when it hits him, SEES .. You. Ugh, damn it. Why can’t you get outta his head already? He wishes that you didn’t come into his life, make him feel.. all sorts of weird things, especially knowing how he wouldn’t live much longer due to his issues. He shouldn’t care so much already, but here he is. Shinjiro can feel his cheeks burning at the thought of you, a flush quickly creeping up his neck and tinting his cheeks. He’s wondering what you’re doing now, if you’re doing good in school. If the Dark Hours gone, or Tartarus for that matter.

He’s alone in the hospital room thankfully, so he doesn’t have to worry about anyone seeing him all.. flushed. Before he can even react, the hospital door swings open, and Shinjiro quickly gathers himself, locking himself behind a cold, gruff exterior.

It drops and he struggles to pick the exterior back up once he sees who it is. He chokes on air, and he see’s the look on your face. You’re just as confused as he is, because.. Shinjiro out of his coma. He’s visibly weak right now; and he sits up carefully on the hospital bed.

“C’mere.” Shinji gestures gruffly.