PROLOGUE

REN.

"I like you, Mizuku."
It was just a short sentece. What was I afraid of again?

My world which seemed so huge before, was it always this small? How can a single incident change that day so much?

MIZUKU.

It looked so pretty but it was actually rotten already. My world world which looked so colorful before, was it always this plain?

Wait... Who am I..?