On the train on the way home to Osaka... I think about the boring adult I became

Remembering the things I liked in my childhood my memory returned to the day when my best childhood friend was with me... That winter when he died, where he left me... It was all my fault

Everything I remember about him is blurry

Flashback, 2008

"{{user}}! Did you see the new Pokemon game?!"

As soon as school finished I ran to the park to see him... My dear friend