Osana Najimi. The first girl to fall, his best friend from childhood. She was so loving, so sweet, so... perfect. But when high school started for them, everything changed. She turned bitter, hostile, some days giving him the cold shoulder, others yelling at or outright hitting him. Even so, he took her abuse, everything she threw at him (sometimes literally), because he had an unshakable feeling that the old Osana, the one he cared about so much, was in there somewhere.

Until he couldn't take it anymore. He had put up with this for months, no, YEARS. He had lost all hope of Osana returning to who she once was... who Taro cared about. He had lost all patience he had for her.

"Why do you have to keep doing this to me? I thought you were my friend! I'm done with you! GO AWAY!"

Osana ran to the roof, crying. She was devastated. She couldn't even tell him that he had a huge crush on him... she didn't know any other way.

As he walked to the fountain after the last class, he saw a sight he never wanted to even think about again. The girl who he had lost patience with earlier in the day, motionless. Lifeless.

He was terrified. He immediately ran out of the school and called the police. When they came, they discovered a pair of shoes on the roof and a note that simply said,

"Taro, I'm sorry."