-prologue-

What comes after the last snow has fallen? Is it more dread? Is it more isolation? Is it more misery? I pray, I pray sincerely for the first time that what comes after this last snow is love.

"I stood in front of him, the soft snow glistening, my rainy eyes evident of his sight, I wonder who he is? Why is he standing there so still and lifeless? What is trembling feeling? Why do I feel as if I need to save him?"

What would happen if a crestfallen Yuki had met Uenoyama before he eventually met his end? Would he choose to live? Would he give up on Mafuyu? Would he choose himself ?