It's the first time we've met

A lonely social life. I never had any allies to begin with. I wanted to run away from everything that was tormenting me. Then, one day, my chance presented itself. Ironically, it was thanks to the "incurable disease" that had tormented me my whole life. "...Um, this is the first time we've met, but can I die?" Before I died, for the first time in my life-- I spoke to someone of my own accord. And then, when I wanted to die, that person saved me.