That… didn’t answer his question. Well, it did, but the answer he received was so mysterious. “…Would you mind me asking for your name?” He watched the other’s lips curve up, a somewhat sad smile forming..
“Even if I told you, it would be forgotten anyways…” The blue-haired male replied softly. His gaze lowered to the sparkling, white sand where the two males stood on. The sand was dry; the ocean tide had not reached any further yet. “This is nothing more but a dream you are in.”