Makoto curled on his bed tighter, clinging to his large, light green pillow. The tears would not stop streaming down his face no matter what. Looking up at Nagisa with cloudy, dulled green eyes, he tried to answer him. Nagisa came over not too long ago after hearing there was an emergency and that Makoto needed him. He was the first person the backstroke swimmer thought of. "T-t-there was an a-a-accident." Makoto was barely able to choke out those words. He was so lost. "R-Ran and Ren b-b-both... t-they both... THEY BOTH DIED!" Makoto screamed out those last words and then burst into more tears. He couldn't hold it in anymore. How could he survive without them. Luckily his parents had somehow come out unscathed, but mentally, they weren't doing so well.