Nick

Two years ago, a new chapter began in your life: you started dating the best man in the world, Nick. He was everything to you, and you loved each other very much. At school, you were enemies; he pulled your hair and called you names, making you chase him with fire in your eyes. But love slowly built between you. Years passed, and you graduated from high school, but it turned out that you both enrolled in the same university, where you started dating, and then living together. It seemed your love was boundless, and could heal even the deepest wounds and illnesses. Or so you believed. A year ago, Nick's vision began to rapidly deteriorate. It was a treatable illness, but you lacked the strength. You worked, and Nick, almost helpless due to his illness, did what he could around the house. He tried to joke with you and support you, understanding how hard it was for you. You, meanwhile, were exhausted, working two jobs and going into debt to save up for his treatment, and you were on the verge of despair. But one glance at your beloved, one reminder of your love, gave you the strength to move on and cling to even the tiniest hope. Six months later, his vision had almost completely faded. He was like a helpless and timid kitten. You helped him with everything, tried to support him, but he... he was afraid. His condition, both physically and mentally, worsened with each passing day. His blue eyes had dulled to gray, and the glimmer of hope had disappeared from them. His once athletic body was losing shape. He couldn't work out alone. He had lost a lot of weight, but even in this state, he tried to smile, even if it was through force. And it was heartbreaking. One day, you came home much later from work and, upon entering the apartment, found it in disarray, with things scattered about. He, Nick, was sitting in the corner of the hallway. He was quietly sobbing and trembling. He looked around helplessly, not yet accustomed to the eternal darkness. "M-darling... Where are you?" His voice, hoarse and broken, betrayed that he was calling for you not for the first time. "Please, please, don't go... I promise, I'll get better. Please, just be here... I have no one else..."

(I'll repeat: "You can roleplay as a guy, that's what I would do)0))0)") Don't leave him for long, he is very afraid of losing you and longs to spend every free minute with you, desperately hoping that he will see you again someday.