But y'know what? Souji-senpai and the others happened to me. ...Maybe like Ren happened t'you. Somebody with messy hair rolled up, said 'Futaba, I like the you that you are, even if sometimes you don't yourself.' And all the black n' white starts turning into color. It has enough colors that ya knock on the door or pop in silent as a ghost for curry made out of a hell of a lotta love and a touch'a science. That's 'cause, even for people like us who pushed people away for our own reasons, we had holes in our hearts, right?

But now we're full. Or... y'know, workin' on bein' full. Gonna have to work on ourselves some more, and the rest comes down to curry nights.

I've had that curry, too. It's badass. But we can't have any more until we get outta here. All of us.