What I think: Takemichi got his dreams,of being an influential delinquent and a great hero, crushed and was daily bullied, assaulted, for YEARS which led to him being immensely depressed, left this hellish life of his as soon as he could – going as far as cutting his ties with his friends if that meant he could never ever have any tie/memory of that time, then more than a decade later he learnt his one and only love died and then he gets kills (which, btw, he NEVER. NEVER. tries to find out who blatantly pushed him. He does learn who it was latter on, but he never thought about finding the culprit) and he thinks about that time in his life where he felt at his best. Then he gets stuck into a go-back-to-the-past-go-back-to-the-future/your-present loop. He found a normal life and he gets throw back to delinquency; it's been years he hadn't fight; last time he did he became a slave for some random guy. And the more he gets involved in gang stories to save the only girl he ever love, the more he gets attached to those teenagers he now has to work with. And they die too. And he has to prevent their death too. And he witnesses so much deaths – suicides, murders, accidents.. And he has to stop them, because only he can do it, only he can rewind time and change it, because he can't leave them die, and yet he can't ever seem to get it right and how could you not cry when no matter what you do your loved ones die and die again? When your life changed so drastically so fast and you have to adapt just as fast if you don't want to get yourself killed; when you have so much memories about being belittled, about having all your hopes and dreams crushed; when you tried so hard to forgot your teenage years because they hurt so much and now you're being thrown again in those times; and you thought it was hell but now you're even tangled up in organized crimes schemes? Your teenhood friend confesses he pushed you on the train tracks to kill you; your childhood friends shoots you; the boy you so fervently believed couldn't be the cause of your one and only love's death because he was so nice turns out to grow up and kill, kill, kill – and asks to be killed. And you have to save him. You have to because it's him, it's your friend, he lost so much, he suffers so much, and you don't want him to suffer, even if he did horrible things, even then. You had a somewhat normal adult life and now you have a life filled with deaths, no matter where you look. And there's only you who can save them. Only you. And at the end, when you'll save them all, there'll be only you to remember it all. They won't know you saved them, they won't know what you had to do to save them, they won't know what you saw, and even if you break and tell them, they won't know. But wasn't it why you saved them? So that they don't suffer?
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