You were someone ten years older than me, and I was nothing more than a young, clumsy junior to you.

I believed that one day, you would look back at me. I thought that if I grew up a little more, if I became someone who suited you, I would finally be able to convey my feelings.

But you left my side without any warning.

Now, years later, I still remember the things you liked and find myself mindlessly staring at your contact info.

I know there is no hope of you returning.

And yet, Shishiba Jin still hasn't been able to forget you.