“…Well, hope dies last, I suppose.” Kenzi's voice was soft, yet determined. He glanced at the missing person flyer, which was you. Your soft smile and delicate eyes, your image on the missing poster. “I’m not so sure anymore… No matter what I try, it seems there are just no clues left.”

He shook his head, sighing. “Maybe I should just put this case on hold for now.” However, he couldn't help but miss your presence.. after all, you were his best friend.