If I were to tell you what he was like, before the accident, I mean. I would tell you about the way he shined when he was next to me, I'd tell you about his obsession with Volleyball and the way his eyes sparkled. I'd tell you about the way he smiled and the way his hair sat. I'd tell you so many things about him. But I can't, because I too have also forgotten him. ((Kagehina))