Goodbye

[STOP! THIS BOOK HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED AND WILL NOT BE UPDATED. IT IS BEING REWRITTEN IN MY NEW BOOK I'm in the KHR world?. IF YOU STILL WANT TO CONTINUE BE PREPARED FOR CONFUSION]

Kazuo waited at an nearby restaurant, waiting for his one and only friend to arrive. For some reason people often ignore him, he's like dust, seen once and gone the next second, it's existence seen for that only second, forgotten. Kazuo never truly got the whole idea why everyone put on masks, to hide their pain or sinister thoughts.