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"It was a bit funny. That I have such an exploitable weakness. I was the strongest, but if you split my skull and sorted through the flesh of my brain- you'd find I was weak. One mention of Suguru's name- a ghost of his hand against mine- a whispered word of encouragement. I fell apart at the smallest things. It hadn't mattered to much- I'm good at suppressing things, waiting untill no one's watching to feel. There wasn't anytime to stop, to suppress my reaction in shibuya, the way I felt hearing Suguru's voice. I experienced the sound of it again, and for a moment I forgot that he was gone. I was 16 again and we watching the stars, shining brightly in our own youth. And then I snapped back. That wasn't Suguru, and we weren't twin suns anymore. It was to late. I had already been sealed."
"Now, I'm stuck in this stupid box. Ignorant to the world around me. I have faith in my students- I know they're fine. But it doesn't make being sealed in here any less torturous. I have only skeletons fore company- both literally, and the ones in my own closet. Memories are my only entertainment, played over in my mind like a bittersweet film. Suguru, suguru, suguru. He's the leading star in all my dreams. It's hard not to think about him when I get lonely. It's harder still, when I'm trapped here, and it was his body that made me so. It's sick. I'm sick, for missing him like this, after everything."