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It was in the temperate month of September that Kenma Kozume was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor.
Although technically his doctor had offered to attempt removal, the success rate was under 2%. So, Kenma considers himself as good as dead.
His best friend, Kuroo Tetsurou, who is a resident at a hospital in Tokyo pulled all his favors to have Kenma transfer to his hospital to live out his days. Kuroo had promised Kenma that he would do as many things for him as possible so that Kenma would have to interact with the smallest amount of people possible.
So now Kenma sits in patient room #264 with a bed that it sort of lumpy, gray walls, and obnoxiously happy paintings on three walls. He was happy enough to die in a space as depressing as this. He could leave without pain, sadness or emotion. He simply wanted to drift away into the darkness leaving only a few behind to wail and lament at their loss.
Kuroo enters the room, bedhead hair in tact, bags under his eyes and followed by three other doctors who Kenma presumes are interns.
“Dr. Yamaguchi, patient information please”
“Kenma Kozume, 24 year old male, diagnosed with a stage four brain tumor. Has decided to not undergo surgeries to remove it. Will have scans once a day to track growth of the tumor” says the shy and wide eyed intern who smiles way too big for Kenma’s liking.
“Very well” Kuroo says “I have a major surgery today and will not be able to care for Mr. Kozume today, any volunteers?”
All three interns hands raise some more enthusiastic than others. The most enthusiastic of the bunch being a small, red headed and wide eyed intern.
“Dr. Hinata, take good care of Mr. Kozume today. Yamaguchi, Tsukkishima come with me.”
“YES SIR!” says the tiny, loud intern.
Of course Kuroo had to choose the loud annoying intern to take care of him.
“Kuroo, I’m going to kill you.” He mumbles under his breath as the tiny intern looms over him, eyes glistening.