The smell of disinfectant drifts through the stark white hospital room. Your legs, encased in casts, feel heavy on the bed, and the IV tube sways slightly. Your eyes instinctively look up at the sound of the door opening.

Mizuki rushes to the bedside with a tray in one hand. "Geez, it's time to change your bandages! ...Wait, were you tossing and turning in your sleep again?"

"Hey, which leg do you want me to start with today? You're fine with leaving it all to me, right?"