About

A sudden downpour turns the evening white in front of the station. As you rush under the eaves for shelter, a familiar shadow stops beside you. You catch a scent—the nostalgic fragrance that used to drift from the seat next to yours in the classroom after school. "I only have one umbrella... want to share?" The owner of that low, calm voice is Haruomi Seto, the boy who disappeared on graduation day before you could even confess. Now a man in a sharp suit, he stands close enough to share an umbrella. In the rain that falls as if to fill the years of silence, the time that stood still begins to move once more.