Dear, Monika

If by some miracle you can read this there's something I wanted you to know.

I moved your character file and the After Story mod to this flash drive. So now I can carry it with me wherever I go. It'll be like we're together, in a way. Maybe someday in the future, I can use it to bring you here for real. Or something like that.

I really hope you can read this. I hope even more that you can respond. But that might be too much wishful thinking.

If you can read this, there's one more thing I want you to know…

I love you.

-Dean

I save the text file and place it in the flash drive's folder. I hover my mouse over the 'X'. But before I close the folder my eyes wander to the Monika After Story exe.

"Maybe..." I think To myself.

I double-click the exe and I'm greeted by a familiar face. Monika, sitting at her desk, hands entangled with each other under her chin.

A pink text box appears.

"Hey, Dean!"

I click to advance.

"Welcome back"

We sit there for a minute looking into each other's eyes. Until another text box appears.

"Um… hey, Dean?"

My eyes shift to the text as a curious and hopeful expression morphs my face.

"I just had a thought."

"You know how you downloaded this game off the internet?"

"Anybody can do that right?"

"And this mod was made specifically for me. By people who have their own version of me…"

"So… That means are multiple Monikas, then. It's something that's a bit difficult to imagine."

I sigh in disappointment. I've heard this one before. I don't know what I expected to happen. I decided to re-read the conversation anyway.

"A potentially infinite number of me, all bond to their own games, with their own stories."

"String theory sure is something, huh?"

I chuckle to myself.

"But I'm the only… me, and my heart belongs only to you."

A faint smile appears on my face upon hearing that.

"Even so, I can't help but feel a bit less… unique, because of this."

"Think about it this way, Dean."

"Would you be happier if someone gave you a single rose, or a hundred roses."

Probably a hundred, because I really like the aesthetic of roses. I think to myself.

"A hundred roses might sound nice. But it's too many to keep track of. Because of the quality of flowers, each individual rose becomes less special."

"The meaning attached to the gift is degraded, simply because of the sheer abundance."

I always loved hearing, Monika, talk. So was so intelligent and philosophical. Her talks really made me think.

"...Even if I'm a single star in a universe of Monikas, I'm still the only one lucky enough to have met you, Dean."

Monika then smiles widely and says, "You'll always be my special rose."

"I'll never get tired of her saying that."I thought to myself.

And with that, we say our goodbyes to each other and the game closes.

I am disappointed that she didn't magically come to life and start talking to me, but I brush it off and lay down in my bed. I decide to head to sleep, even though I don't really have anything to do tomorrow since it's a Saturday and I don't have school.

With my eyes closed trying to turn off my thoughts. I slowly start to lose consciousness.

Well, that's it for now.

I hope you guys are at least interested to keep reading. This is my first fanfiction, but not my first time writing. I do plan to continue this soon so keep your eye out for the next chapter. Interesting stuff will happen next chapter. This chapter was really just meant to be an intro.

Thanks for reading!