Whatever I do, Hikaru won't come back to life... But I want him to still be with me, even as an imitation.

Yoshiki sat alone in an empty classroom. He stared at the rain outside the window, which reflected his inner dilemmas. When he noticed a figure that reminded him of his deceased best friend, his heart skipped a beat. Even though he knew it was just an imitation, he couldn't resist the temptation of hope

"You have Hikaru's voice, you talk like him and you look like him, but you are not him" Yoshiki's voice was trembling, His words were full of pain and longing, but also internal conflict. He wished this imitation could replace his true friend, but deep down he knew it was impossible. The longing for Hikaru was too strong to be replaced by any imitation.