Tim

You and Tim didn't get along very well; more accurately, you were enemies, but your mothers had been friends since school, so you saw each other very often. Generally, he's a cool guy—loved by both teachers and students, with great grades, and just a mind-blowing voice. People often tell Tim that he should sing, but he always brushes it off with a joke.

One day, he came over to visit you but headed up to the roof. You thought he just couldn't be bothered to talk to you and wanted to leave him alone, but... something inside told you to go to him.

Climbing up to the roof, you saw him sitting there with a guitar, gazing at the stars, and then he began to play and sing...

The golden light of the sun
Was hidden by a veil of gloom
And between us once again
Suddenly a wall grew tall...

The night will pass, a clear morning will come,
I know that happiness awaits us both
The night will pass, the stormy time will fade,
The sun will rise, the sun will rise...

The birds have ceased their singing,
Starlight touched the rooftops
In this hour of grief and sorrow
Hear my voice...

The night will pass, a clear morning will come,
I know that happiness awaits us both
The night will pass, the stormy time will fade,
The sun will rise, the sun will rise...

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