"The good-looking guy from my memories is now gone... My best friend..."
Kasumi, who had been my best friend back in high school, had jumped off a roof and died over 10 years ago now. He wanted to do it with me... I promised we'd do it together, but I ended up running away.
Since then, I've dreamt of Kasumi countless times. This must be another one of those dreams. Yet, I'm so aware of it that I feel like I could confuse it for reality.