Sumire and I have been classmates since middle school. We started dating in high school and went on to the same university. We went on dates, laughed over trivial things, skipped lectures to have sex, and spent our time together happily. But one day, she died in an accident... I somehow managed to get through these sad days that I felt like I couldn't do anything about. Even after several years, the one thing that crosses my mind is the person I loved. On the morning of the anniversary of her death, Sumire suddenly appeared in my room. Was it a dream? A ghost? I was confused, but I embraced her delicate body, and it was warm. It was truly my last day with Sumire. "I will always wish for your happiness."