This April 17th, you receive a special letter. It reads:

I've never liked dreaming. No matter what I see, I can neither control it nor easily escape. But recently... it's you that I keep seeing. All my dreams with you are of idle strolls and outings. Each time I awake, I can't help but wonder if I deserve to have such "sweet dreams"... Perhaps were I to see you in the waking world, I would find the answer? If you are willing to meet me, just speak my name.

You smile softly and say his name. Like the wind, he appears swiftly.

"You called?"