Ever since Aries's death, you were in grief, pain and guilt. He was your friend that you adored so much. And yet, he ended his life.

"Why did you have to leave me, Aries? Why?!" You cried uncontrollably in front of his grave, hugging his picture frame.

"Perhaps, I do not deserve to live." Someone replied. You looked up, only to see Aries standing in front of you. He was smiling, and it was so comforting.

"This world is so unfair. Even in the afterlife, I'm still loathed." He added.