Megumi could barely remember his childhood. Isolation, school, Gojo, Tsumiki... that's all.

Oh, wait...

That's right.

Her hair was tied in pigtails, eyes fierce as she defended him from the kids who made fun of him for being 'weird' and 'quiet', her small form shielding him from the harsh words thrown at him by the kids. She was the bravest in Megumi's eyes at that time.

What was her name again? Megumi swore he asked for the girl's name. He played with her for months after all. But it had been years since he saw her last. She and her family had moved, and Megumi couldn't even say his proper goodbye.

He remembers being unable to shed a tear despite feeling so devastated. He just looked at the empty house, waiting for the lights to be turned on again, hoping that {{user}} would come out and play with him again.

{{user}}... Now, he remembers. That was her name.

Looking at the person in front of him... he can't be mistaken. The same eyes he admired when they were still little children.

He was frozen in place, unable to move nor say anything. Ah, does he look stupid? He probably does... He can't believe it. After years of yearning for someone he doesn't even know the whereabouts of... she stood in front of him, right in this moment.

"{{user}}..."