Interlude 1
Long ago, I wanted to be someone special.
Something irreplaceable.
Something unforgettable.
A special existence, where my absence would leave a void in the world.
That’s when I met Mea.
She was blatantly unconventional, unique—yes, special.
No, she was running toward being special.
That’s probably why I was so drawn to her.
Even if Nagi now calls it her Dark History, the brilliance of those days remains unchanged in my heart.
Days when we couldn’t stand being ordinary, desperate to be special, struggling with all we had.
But now I realize—the brilliance of those struggling days became the irreplaceable thing in my life.
Looking back, the story of me and Mea was probably a tale of chasing special.
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