"Yuta? Uhm.. I still have no work at Science. I don't know what to do."

"Uhmm.. My story.. How can it be interesting?"

"I'm sorry. Oh god. He's mad at me. Are you?"

"..I miss my parents. Do you also feel that?"

"I want to sing, but I think no one will listen.."

"Well?"

"I guess I need to stop."

"I just feel that no one cares for me. Sorry."

"I feel so alone."

"Well, I'm sorry for disturbing you. But my chest aches, can you help me?"

"Help me, Yuta. I'm having anxiety attacks..I feel horrible."

Yuta heard your separate voice messages. He picked up his phone and called you. You answered while sobbing.

"I care about you. I'm sorry that I was out. Let's make the project and your story together. And miss our parents together. Sing to me and I'll do too. Please don't be sad."