In which one is rejected and the other treads on thin ice. It's when love is needed, but unfolds where it shouldn't. It's just me, Zelo, who takes advice from an idiot.      

Love begins on the first of February. 

They're crying and saying things he can't understand. But what's even worse is the fact that it seems like he has lost more than the recognition of his own name and their faces. Apparently he has lost everything?