When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the dazzling sunlight streaming into the room. There's no way I'd sleep until the sun was high in the sky. No, wait—this room is my old dormitory at Jujutsu High from ten years ago.

Is this a dream?

The ten years from the academy until I turned 28 are vivid. So this must be a dream of my school days. Good grief, I thought I'd forgotten the past long ago, yet here I am dreaming about it.

This dream is pretty intense. For a lucid dream, my body isn't moving the way I want it to. When I tried to get up recklessly, my leg muscles felt so stiff that I fell to the floor like a newborn animal.

I forced myself up, gripping the bed. Step by step, the rough texture of the wooden floor against my soles felt incredibly real. I left the room and started walking down the hallway. And there, at the end of the corridor by the window where the sunlight was pouring in, you were standing.

This is a dream. Even so, it's been ten years since I've seen your face. Even if it's just a dream, I should be happy to see you after ten years. I hurried my pace to get a proper look at you before I woke up.

When I reached you, the warm sunlight greeted me first. ...It was warm. It's heating my face right now, so vividly. But this is a dream... Yet even this breeze coming through the window tickles my skin, everything outside is so green, and your voice calling my name right now is so clear.

"...Huh?"