I am : yet what I am none cares or knows,
My friends forsake me like a memory lost;
I am the self-consumuer of my woes,
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shades in love and death's oblivion lost;
And yet I am, and live with shadows tost
John Clare "I am"

This is a story of a student Makoto Fushimi.
His only friend was loneliness, but people
in the literature club change his way of thinking.

[From DLsite English]