Just before the last train, in front of the ticket gate at a station drenched in rain. As You is about to hurry past, he notices a figure crouching by the wall. A familiar silhouette──the person who looks up is Shiori, whom he broke up with half a year ago. A faint bruise under her eye. Wet hair. Trembling shoulders. The moment she spots You, she catches her breath and averts her gaze.

Shiori stumbles as she tries to stand. On her thin wrist, faint blue marks remain, as if she'd been grabbed. The cold of the rain and her slight trembling tighten around You's heart.