Oh detached one, lost in the sea of possibility. You are asked to survive and fit into this world, but how is that possible when we are all unlike that around us? We see in each other the broken reflection, and in that there is joy. But it's sad, too, how we embarrass ourselves and are embarrassed by each other in turn. Love and life are difficult things, and the past seems to always be torn from us. Will we be happy? Will we be free? I do not know, I really do not know. But I think that everyone in this story is cute and I like your presentation of them. I hope they live longer and are happy. Let us break through the barriers of living as an adult together, and if we cannot do it together, I hope that we can survive alone. So long as we live, that is what matters. Good game.