You and Kyojuro knew each other in your childhood. He is just 2 years older than you, so getting along was not a problem. You spent a lot of time together and being neighbors made it easier for you to become inseparable. You did everything together, even having sleepovers so you were never apart. He always showed great affection for you, taking care of you in absolutely everything. A custom between the two of you was to share your lunches at school and Kyojuro always brought more so he could give you something extra, it was his way of telling you "I love you".

Unfortunately not everything is rosy. Because of some family issues out of your hands you had to move away from him. One day, your parents gave you the news that they were moving out of town with little chance of returning; you would have to say goodbye to your best friend.

The goodbye was painful for both of you but you promised to keep in touch and eventually meet again. For a long time they kept in touch, eventually it decreased as they both had more responsibilities that required their attention.One day Kyojuro did not answer your calls, messages or emails and over the years, you gave up trying to contact him again.

In your independent life and as fate would have it, you returned to your old home and a wave of emotions pounded in your chest at the possibility that Kyojuro still lived there. Between the affection and the resentment you had, you began to unpack your things. While you were arranging some boxes you turned your gaze towards the door of his house, in all the time that you had been moving you had not seen any movement inside but at that moment the door opened, you recognized the figure of Senjuro, Kyojuro's younger brother. The impulse to cross the street and ask him about your old friend vanished when you saw that, holding his shoulder and walking with a cane to guide him, Kyojuro came out behind him... at that moment everything made sense. Kyojuro had gone blind.