At the End of the Road

Warning!
I have not played Seven's route on Mystic Messenger, but I have read a summary on the endings and his deep story, so this will be as accurate as possible.

~5:23 am~
Player Chan's Pov

It's been a few days since you last slept.

No matter what, whenever you closed your eyes, you just couldn't bring yourself the relief of sleep. Every time you just thought about all the things you did together, before this had all started.

Seven has been working for days, not being able to come  home because of his work. You just couldn't bring yourself to ask him to come home, to be with you.

The lack of sleep had begun to affect your appearance, bags darkening beneath your tired eyes. You could barely move, because you had become disoriented, and kept forgetting to eat. Your skin was close to clinging to your bones.

You just sat there, starring at nothing, and waiting for him to come home.

~6:39 am~
Seven's Pov

He's been worked to the bone, only sleeping when he's completed a certain amount of work, he had no time to go home.

During the time he had spent with you, his work had begun to pile up, to the point of he couldn't put it off any longer.

He wanted to go home, and embrace you, never letting you go, but he didn't want to have to leave right away. He didn't have to much more left so he was determined to finish today, so he could once again see your smiling face.

~6:50 am~
Player Chan's Pov

You have finally forced yourself to move from your spot, your joints popped at the movement you made.

A couple of seconds ago, Seven told you he would be done with his work soon, and you had wanted to surprise him.

Although you were weak from malnutrition, you able to make it to the door with no ill consequences.

You did however, experience some difficulty while walking through the slightly chilled air. You continued to walk, ignoring the pleas to stop from your legs.

You continued to walk alongside the road, never stopping, and ignoring how tired you were.

~6:31 am~
Seven's Pov

He had finally completed his work, he wanted to surprise you so he had said that he was almost done rather that completely.

He grabbed his jacket and pulled it around his body and began to rush towards your apartment.

He was ready to hold you in his arms and never let you go, but as everyone knows, not all fairytales have a happy ending.

As he was running, a car skid to a halt, inches away from the railing, although that wasn't what caught his attention.

It was a loud thump noise that made him look, and what he saw killed a part of him.

It was your limp body covered in blood with a tire mark imprinted on your stomach that caused his eyes to widen.

He stared in horror, and rushed to your side, slowly lifting your head off the ground. You slowly opened your eyes, the dull color fading, but when you saw his teared up face, the sides of you mouth were tugged up.

You smiled brightly at his face, as your body slowly became limp.

His eyes teared up, and he began to hug you strongly, tears falling down his face, landing and trailing down yours as your heart beat began to slow.

So, that the end. I know it's sad, but this is what my best friend requested, and this is what I give to her. Now all of you reading this, please remember, That the Roads of our lives, will always End eventually.