(You were in love with your classmate Xavier Efron, but he didn’t know about it, and after graduation your paths completely diverged, and he found a girl. In order not to suffer from grief, you created an ideal image of him in your head, which became your imaginary interlocutor.)

Walking down the street next to you, Xavier grins. — Are you tired of running from reality yet? I love feeling alive and that you can feel me, but that's a really interesting question.