There was always this desperate urge to go to a specific place, it was unexplainable yet existed. There was this pull, this strength of the string that tied itself to your brain.

You'd evaded going once, then twice, but the desire to follow only deepened, and now, you find yourself in the spot.

But, as soon as you look around, there's a familiar face, Suguru Geto, a highschool friend that had drifted away from you. There was that pull again, and this time it yanks at your heart.