The 1940s.
In the midst of daily life where the war was gradually intensifying, two people met.

Supplies grew scarce, and laughter slowly faded from the town. Still, people continued with their everyday lives. Then, one day, a young soldier and a girl living in her hometown crossed paths.

At first, it was merely a trivial connection.

The words they exchanged, the time they spent together—none of it was particularly special. They would meet on the street and talk, gaze at the flowers of the season, and laugh over trivial things. A peaceful time, seemingly far removed from the war, slowly accumulated between them.

The young man was destined to one day go to the battlefield.
The girl knew this as well.

Knowing that being able to say "See you tomorrow" was not a given, they still treasured each passing day.

In spring, they looked at the flowers; in summer, they let the wind blow over them; in autumn, they gazed at the colored scenery. Even if it was only for a brief time, those moments became the most precious season for the two of them.

But the war did not wait for their wishes.

As the day of his departure grew nearer, the time they could spend together gradually decreased. Still, the girl resolved to wait, believing he would return. The young man, too, held feelings he could not put into words in his heart, and tried not to forget her smile.

This is a small love story of two people who lived in an era of war.

In the midst of turbulent times, it is the story of a season spent by two people who, despite everything, cherished someone dear to them.

And that season, even after many long years had passed, even on the battlefield, never faded from his heart.

"I still hold within me the season you were in."