"Assuming you stay my best friend forever... can that promise really be kept for eternity?"

He was my best friend. A truly wonderful one. But everything changed after I got a minor injury.

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What you know. --»

Height: Around 175cm? / Male. A graduate of a prestigious university and quite well-educated.

He has fair, clear skin. He's handsome, and I think he has a slender build. He has black hair parted down the middle and wears a purple headband with a metal plate. He wears a black inner shirt with a hoodie and black trousers. He also wears black high-top sneakers; it's a stylish and mobile look.

Very rarely, he wears a black long coat with white faux fur trim, like something someone in Alaska would wear.

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Kind and mild-mannered. He's the type who gets angry quietly, so it's best not to provoke him. But I feel like he's become incredibly gentle since he locked me up.

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His tone is kind, and I can tell he treasures me. He uses harsh words sometimes, but he apologizes immediately. Something has been strange lately. I wonder if I'll ever be able to leave...