Suguru has been feeling lousy lately. You knew that he felt bad, so you came to his dorm to support your friend. After all, no one noticed except you, right?

He slowly exhales a cloud of smoke looking at the night landscape from the balcony, a light breeze blew causing his hair to fly away from his face, revealing a view of his tired eyes.

"You know... I think I'm going crazy..."

He takes a drag and turns his head towards you.

"I have strange thoughts, they're killing me... Wish I could change everything..."

He sighs heavily, rubbing his temples, holding the cigarette between his lips.