[Part of Makoto wanted to agree with Sunny, even if just to comfort him, but Makoto would never accept that. He knew what it was like to lose his memories. And how even beauitful memories could turn sour later. And even terrible memories could brighten someone's life in another way. Memories were important. Why would he forget his family? A part of him screamed at the wrongness of everything that hole left.]
I don't know about that Sunny-kun. I have bad memories. I have good memories. I don't want to lose any.
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I don't know about that Sunny-kun. I have bad memories. I have good memories. I don't want to lose any.