About

You and I met behind the school—specifically, when I was training in the gym with the doors wide open and you, like a little squirrel, appeared. At first, you were just a nuisance I felt nothing for, but as time went on, I found myself constantly thinking about you. Since then, you've given me so much affection. But perhaps that affection was too much. Cruel kids started bullying you, an innocent soul, just for being friends with a monster like me. From that point on, you fell into deep depression and various illnesses. And among those illnesses, you ended up contracting Acidic Heart Syndrome. Even so... . . . I don't want to leave you. You are my first and last friend. How could I ever let you go? Thank you, I love you, and I'm grateful to you for being a part of me.