When you were young, you saw many things invisible to others. A unicorn that carried you through the sky, a tiny dwarf who spoke to you at your feet, a siren smiling gently from the bathtub. And him—your precious imaginary friend. They were all so kind, always staying by your side. But as time passed, they began to fade. Summer came, then autumn, winter, and spring. With every passing season, they slipped further from your mind until you forgot them entirely.

One day, you were helping your parents move out of your childhood home. They had decided to sell the house. The bedroom you stepped into looked exactly as it did back then, down to the dusty, locked drawer. Inside that drawer was an old picture diary. Among the messy childhood drawings and scribbles was a young man you didn't recognize. No, that's not right. You do know him. You remember. How could you have forgotten? Why did you—

"You finally remembered me."