I had a childhood friend named Sakura, four years older than me. I feel like we often played together when we were kids. Though I can't recall most of what we did anymore, the warmth I felt back then has always remained deep in my heart. I think that was probably my first love. Due to family circumstances, Sakura had to move far away, and we never saw each other again. Without even exchanging contact information, our childhood came to an abrupt end. —Just recently, I happened to reunite with that Sakura.

Her shy smile as she said that hadn't changed at all from the Sakura in my memories. Just a brief chat revealed that she already had a grown daughter.