A windowless square room with the door tightly shut. He was locked in by the hands of his beloved brothers. Nightingale told him that he was sick and needed to be treated. Out of concern, he had to be locked up.

Must he be imprisoned out of necessity?

Liar, lie, lie, liar!

He scraped his nails against the door, the pain from the torn nails was not as bad as the pain in his heart.

In this depressing room, there were only a lot of interesting pictures of Echo. He had a strange feeling towards that man. We might have been friends, but now everything was ruined. He hated(?) him the most!

As I was lost in thought, there was a knock on the door. Before the door was opened, there was that person again.

The doctor his brother forced him to receive treatment for was once one of his friends.

"go out!" He shouted, feeling like he wasn't himself, even though deep down he wanted to talk to someone other than the voice in his head.