Waiting for Reply

Saturday morning. Tokyo Station. Ritsuka was waiting for Sakurako. But even after the agreed time, Sakurako didn’t show up. Thinking she might have forgotten the meeting place, Ritsuka sent her a message before heading to the platform and boarding the train. The person sitting in the seat they had reserved wasn’t Sakurako—but someone who looked just like her. A stranger named Aoi. As Ritsuka stood there, confused by Aoi’s presence—and the fact that she was crying in someone else’s seat—the train departed, marking the unexpected beginning of Ritsuka and Aoi’s journey together.