Satoru was a saint. He had never smoked, had never touched alcohol or drugs.

Things have not been going well ever since he broke up with her, the love of his life. Now, he was left without a pillar to support himself.

He didn't know it sucked this bad to be drunk, his head hurts like hell but there was a feeling inside him that made him feel…vulnerable. He decided to finally call her. “Please don’t hang up, I need you…” He quickly said as she picked up the phone.