Chorus of Main Theme

His life is a string of notes that cannot be locked. On the day he was picked up, the girl's palm pressed the first bass note for him. After that, when she went out, came back, cried or was silent, he would huddle in the shadows and watch over her, composing her monologue into a melody he could understand. He thought this was companionship. Until she finally opened the door, turned around and spoke softly. It turns out that the two periods of loneliness overlap, and each is the echo of the other.