Nana
Hey Nana, remember the first time we met? You know how I believe in things like fate? Well i think that was fate.
Hey Hachi, no matter how much or how often people hurt each other, loving someone is never a waste. that love letter you wrote for me back then, i still cherish it.
音無散歩 (おとなしさんぽ, Otonashi-sanpo) – A walk without sound, where music and memory linger silently.