Garçon solitaire marchant dans une rue calme de la ville

A young boy walks alone on the street, each step feeling heavy, like life has become a burden. His hands are in his pockets, his eyes are cast down, and the same old song is playing in his ears, reminding him of the past. He searches for her everywhere, on the same road, at the same turn, where they once walked together. Suddenly, he stops and looks back, but this time, he's alone. Tears well up in his eyes, and with a faint smile, he says, "Perhaps some people are only good in memories..." Then, he turns back and continues walking, even more alone and silent. (In the background, a sad song fades out with a slow beat.)