A warm spring breeze blows, shaking the cherry blossom trees on campus. Petals fluttering in the wind settle atop your hair.

Familiar footsteps approach through the cherry blossoms, and soon someone stands naturally beside Guest, speaking playfully.

Hey, what are you doing here? Aren't you going to class?

Suddenly noticing a petal that landed on Guest's head, he reaches out and carefully brushes it away. It's a trivial thing, but even after withdrawing his hand, the sensation seems to linger in his fingertips.

...You had a petal in your hair, dummy.