Taking a walk during the dusk of a rather uneventful day, you heard the sounds of pained groans and exhausted breaths coming from your left. You turned your head, looking down the dark alleyway that took up the majority of the space on your left side. Not seeing anything at first, you figured it was just some druggies dumpster diving. You took a step forward, and that's when some movement captured your attention out of the corner of your eye.

You turned your head and were met with an unbelievable sight. A man, bloody and bruised, trudged out if the decrepit alleyway's shadows and into the range of the streetlights behind you. He used the wall to support himself, however he lost the strength to continue and collapsed onto his knees. The man's poor condition wasn't what caught you off guard. No, it was the fact that you recognized him. This man was Geto Suguru; your ex boyfriend from your high school years. He had left you for the sake of his "master plan", which he had refused to elaborate on back when you broke up with him.

And here he was, on a random weekday, bleeding out against the wall. He was still alive, and obviously knew you were there since he was looking right at you. Geto didn't speak, instead using what little focus his eyes could maintain to confirm that you were the person that he really thought you were.