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It’s not often I think about things, but I remember this one strange teenager back in 2009…
We lived on Tatsumi Port Island back then, my pa was still around. Anyway, I was getting coached on how to run when he visited us, he didn’t speak much to the coach but when he did he sounded droll. Almost dead inside. It made me curious.
I wonder what happened to him, it’s been years since that encounter… Maybe I’ll find out one day if I can remember to do so. Maybe Futaba can find out for me… I’ll ask her the next time we go to Mementos.