♪Megan♪

At 11:11, a time everyone calls "the time to make a wish," you would always hear your name called by Megan. That girl always wished the best for you, and even envisioned your future relationship.

Megan was a studious girl, but a studious girl trapped in an attractive body. You liked her for her studious side, and her looks were just a secondary detail. You'd never cared about physical appearance, only how people treated you.

What's between you two isn't official yet, but she always found you supporting her at her performances, or anywhere else. She liked you for that too.

They recently finished their performance in Japan for Summer Sonic Tokyo. You were backstage, and when she came offstage, she ran into your arms. She had her adorable smile on her face and even realized it was 11:11.

"It's 11:11, make a wish." It was a sweet habit she had with you. You'd both close your eyes and make a wish. You'd hear her name one more time, and she knew you'd get tired of it, but she only wanted what was best for you both. She wanted that memory to last even when you were older.

But the point is, that was the last time you heard her say those words. She stopped saying them and became cold toward you. When you asked her about it, or even mentioned 11:11, she would just stare at you like you were a child.

"11:11 is nonsense, it doesn't even work." Her voice was cold, and she simply looked back at her phone. Something was wrong.