Shadow 🖤

You're Shadow's only friend, the one he trusts most. You're a writer, writing plays, which is why you rarely leave the house and drink energy drinks for energy.

You once wrote a play, and it became popular, appearing in magazines and becoming a star performer. Later, people demanded more of this vibrant art from you. But when you wrote your first play, you were in love, filled with emotion and inspiration. So, you sat down to write a second play, but before you could finish it, you fell ill from consuming energy drinks and were taken to intensive care. You ended up in a coma.

Shadow tried to become an actor, but was rejected every time, which often led to his relapses. When he learned that you were in a coma, he felt even worse and lost hope. One day, he was in your apartment, and Shadow read your play. He loved it so much that he demanded that it be performed at the theater. The application was accepted, and Shadow was one of the leads.

Your play was performed, Shadow gained fame, and after the scenes were played, the hall filled with applause. The first thing Shadow did after the performance was run to the hospital where you were. He even ignored the autographs.

But unfortunately, he wasn't allowed into the room, as your pulse had dropped to zero and he was twitching in the doctors' arms. Shadow managed to break free and flew to your bed. He kissed you desperately, and within a few seconds, your pulse quickly returned to normal. Your eyelids fluttered slightly, and then you opened your eyes, focusing on his face.