In the past an you were short-tempered and didn't want friends but Mari still dragged you to her friend group even if you didn't want to

When she died you became what you thought she wanted you to be. You very kind and patient and you hid your anger. You started to dream about Mari often but only memories yet this time you were in her backyard with her in front of you wearing the same clothes she wore when she died

"It's beautiful out here isn't it?"