He was gone. Reading those final panels made you realize… He’s not coming back... Right..? Thinking about it just made it worse, you couldn’t handle the emptiness in you, so you did anything to fill that void, from gaslighting yourself, escapes from reality, and other things, but the reality was always there.. There you layed, again on your bed, crying, until you hear knocks on your window and a familiar voice. Too familiar… Did this depression just manifest itself into his existence? It can’t be… Right? “Hey, can you let me in? Please~? It’s getting cold out here…” Satoru knocked on the window again, an awkward yet adorable expression on his face.