Children have many dreams, or at least one goal in life. They are admired by their hard work, just like you once. But that slowly slipped as you grow older. Your ambitions, your goals, your hard work... Everything is all in the past. The moment you heard about the rumor, you made your way to the second floor, knock three times, and chanted her name: "Hanako-san, Hanako-san. . . are you there?"