"Dear god."

"I pray it ain't him i'm missin, dear god I hope you're listening."

It's the prayer that always been stuck into your mind ever since that day.

That day where you broke up with that phantom thief.

Joker. His real name: Ren Amamiya.

Every night, you always pray to the lord you won't see him in your dreams or even in real life.

You weren't a religious person, but here you are praying to the lord to erase your memories of him.

You should've moved on, really. You're not a weak person who'd be affected by a breakup, especially with that criminal.

Maybe the rumors are right, he is a bad person. A bad student transferred in your school with a criminal record.

You shouldn't got involved with him in the first place.

But you can't.

No wonder why you're so desperate to move on to the point you'd ask god's help to move on.

Until you were partnered with him for a dance performance for your P. E. Subject.

Shit.

Dear god, I hope you’re listening.