Her name was Aoi.
We collided in the hallway—literally.
Books fell. Papers scattered. Our hands touched.
And for the first time in my life…
I didn't want to pull away.
Her memories rushed in, but they weren't heavy or painful.They were soft.
A small child running through sunflowers.Her laughing with friends under cherry blossoms.Her crying quietly, alone—but still smiling the next day.
And then—
I saw myself.
Not the present me.
A future me.
Standing beside her… happy.
I jerked my hand away.
She tilted her head. "You okay?"
I couldn't speak.
Because somehow…I had already fallen for her.