...
"Sakura, Hanabi actually wants to go back, but I've already promised the teacher..."
"Sakura... it's been three years... I wonder if you're doing well..."
"Sakura, Sakura, Sakura..."
"Sakura... Hanabi is still here... please don't forget Hanabi, okay?"
Uesugi Sakura woke up startled from the dream, eyes wide open.
The deep black haze severed the memories, like threads tugging at the brain, with an indescribable oppressiveness.
The heart raced, and what he saw was the Western-style ceiling of the villa bedroom.
Strange, inexplicable scenes echoed in his mind, blurry and mesmerizing.
He sat up from the bed, glanced at the moonlight outside the window in the dark night, feeling a bit parched in the throat.
Uesugi Sakura clutched his pounding heart; he had a dream where the drizzling rain in the sky fell onto smooth marble.
That was the gate of Kamigoe High School.
