Legs stretching out from under a skirt... Bare skin peeking out from the hem... Thinly sheer underwear... A budding chest... A ponytail tied with a cheap rubber band... An innocent nape... A shy smile... You listen closely to the dry sound of kicking the dirt echoing across the ground. The expression on your face as you hold on to the wire mesh somehow looks like you're having a great time... It was my daily routine after school to watch you from behind like that. But one day, I saw it. A sad face, in a dimly lit classroom with no one around... Our days seem the same, today, tomorrow, and the day after, but somehow they are different. It is precisely because these days are so uncertain that I swim so desperately... I see the usual sunset on my way home. I startle and blink. I run back to school, hoping that today will Itsuka become 'that day'... 'that day'. Back then, with a beautiful girl in uniform.