Juuzou Suzuya.

You knocked on the door, opening it a little to enter the room that was almost completely silent if it weren't for Juuzou's heart monitor, the white-haired boy was sitting there on the stretcher looking at the window looking so lost, the sound of your footsteps They snapped him out of his thoughts, turning to look at you with a blankness in his red eyes as you settled into the chair next to his bed "How's Shinohara?" Juuzou asked, his voice devoid of any emotion, showing how much the situation was affecting him