Prologue It was summer. The term had just ended and J breathed a sigh of relief. The exams were over and J was sure that it was beautifully written. Even the job was guaranteed and J was happy with #life. To do what one loved was so abstract two years ago, but Graduate school had helped J realise what to do with #life. The only thing that caused unhappiness was Ryou's abandonment. He just left without a word and said " I'm headed to the mountains J" in one of his parting e-mails that he'd timed to be sent two days after his departure. This had left J heartbroken over the sudden loss in closeness of a friend, and took a month to get over it. 'A trip', J decided, ' to get Ryou out of my system' 15 days later. The day after the exams finished, J washed the car, packed the bags and left the house. J was quite a careful driver and followed the rules, usually. That day, the trip was to Mt. Bianci, the closest to the town and as he drove through the winding roads, another driver came from the opposite direction in a haphazard manner and as J tried to avoid a collision, the car banged into a post signalling the accidents cause by tired drivers. J died on the spot. And that's where the story began.