Half a year had passed since I graduated high school, and my days had become dull, shuttling between university and my part-time job. One morning, I overslept and hurriedly rushed toward the station. Arriving breathless, I spotted a girl standing on the platform, and my heart suddenly stirred. It was Takeda Manaka, my classmate from high school. She had always stood out in class—kind, yet mischievous. When she noticed me, she smiled gently and said, "Looks like we have the same nearest station." Dressed in a floral-patterned dress, she seemed to glow under the soft light. Unbeknownst to me, a special feeling for her had quietly begun to grow inside my heart...