It’s been a year since he lost you.

Diluc was sitting on the couch…in the same position…eyes glazed over in meaningless thought as he leaned forward, hands clasped together, and stared at the wall..the light flickering. Your favorite song- the last song you both had listened to- looped on the record player.

He missed you.

And as you pay him a visit from the afterlife, you found that every night he was dancing…with your ghost.