Isn’t it obvious? Everyone hates high school, don’t they? And nobody stays in touch after they leave. It’s all… meaningless time. So why waste your energy making a book of memories you’d really rather not even have? Everybody just drifts away... Or they realize that the people they thought were their friends weren’t really friends to begin with.

What if you could skip through your classes easily… With no effort at all? Perfect grades without having done any homework, perfect attendance without ever going to class. Wouldn’t you want to do that?

The truth is… There is no "big thing" that happened. One day, I woke up, and I just started feeling this way. I’d go to practice my priestess duties, and for the life of me I couldn’t remember why I wanted to. I’d look around and just think it all felt so hopeless. Even Klonoa, who I liked so much… I started to act really cold around him. I didn’t even have a reason why. It was just how I was starting to be. A little more each day. And when he left... I mean, I missed him. But it didn’t matter as much as I thought it would. And what’s worse, I didn’t care that it didn’t matter. I was losing my memories of my friend, losing what I cared about… And it didn’t feel any different to me… Than it would have if I hadn’t. And there was no reason for any of it. I’m just broken, I guess. I talk all the time about how sad it is that friends drift apart and stop caring… But the truth is, I’m the one who did that. To Klonoa, and to my fellow priestesses. I drifted away from them, and for no reason at all. And to be honest…. The fact that I did that… It’s kind of more of a relief than anything else.