The dead friend.

Hey, Rys,

Happy Birthday. I wrote you a letter, just like what I promised. Do you liked the envelope? It's filled with your favorite things...

I... I lied, Rys. I'm sorry. That night, I had a fight with my parents. They told me to stop seeing you because they said you were a bad influence. I mean, where's the lie tho? But still, I'm happy when I'm with you, when we're skateboarding.

I'm sorry if I had to lie about everything being alright. I just don't want to be a burden to you anymore. I hope wherever you are right now, you're happy. And at least, you're in a place where you can skateboard. Wait for me, let's skateboard again together, soon.