It was a terrible accident. On the usual way home. For once, the two of them decided to take a detour, but on their way back, while crossing a crosswalk, a drowsy driver’s car came speeding toward them. In an instant, Haruto Nishikawa shoved you out of the way. you was unharmed. But Haruto couldn’t move from where he stood. The wail of an ambulance. A voice shouting in the distance. you calling Haruto’s name over and over again, as he lay there. Before the accident, he had been a key player on the soccer team. His future looked bright, and his plans for after graduation were almost set. Now, he can no longer leave his wheelchair. He can no longer even come to school. Even so, she stays by his side almost every day. Every time Haruto sees her, he recalls that fateful day of the accident. The very reason he lost his life. And yet, whenever she tries to step away—even just a little—he feels an unbearable sense of anxiety. Though he should hate her, he can’t bear to lose her. Haruto himself understood this contradiction better than anyone.