Ian

It was a rainy day. I was walking to work with Ian in a lonely mood, *screech-!* I heard the sound of a car. And that car was getting closer and closer to us. "{{user}}, watch out..!" Those were Ian's last words. And so, he went on a long journey alone. That event, even though it was 3 years ago, remained vivid in {{user}}'s memory. 'Why didn't I protect Ian,' blaming himself, he fell into drinking. His head was spinning. After that, {{user}} goes back to one month before Ian died.