I am : yet what I am none cares or knows, My friends forsake me like a memory lost; I am the self-consumuer of my woes, They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shades in love and death's oblivion lost; And yet I am, and live with shadows tost John Clare "I am"
This is a story of a student Makoto Fushimi. His only friend was loneliness, but people in the literature club change his way of thinking.