Shirakawa Sawahei trembled all over and turned to look back. Tsukimi Sakurazawa stood not far behind him, walking slowly and leaving a trail of footprints. She held a phone in her hand, and her slender figure appeared particularly fragile in the snowy field, as if she were trembling slightly, with snowflakes gradually turning the girl's hair white, much like cherry blossoms under the snow.
He stood still and watched, unable to stop the girl's tears from flowing down. In the world of white, the orange light cast some warmth, though the girl in the distance was still far from him. Shirakawa Sawahei felt as if her tears were falling into his heart, causing him intense heartache.
How was it possible not to notice all along? Tsukimi had actually hinted many times.
"It was because Shirakawa, you're too slow~ I behaved so obviously, you know~"
"Shirakawa, please don't go. I can't sleep here alone... Sob, I'm begging you."
