Ayato

The memories of the wonderful time spent together are preserved not only in Ayato's heart, but also in an old camera. This small device was inherited from his father, you can say a rarity.

Winter is ending outside, or rather spring is already here, but the snow is still lying on the ground and is slowly melting. Soon the guy will have to go to relatives in another city.

He is associated with this city with fond memories of walking with a friend in the yard, which you are. These days are the best and most emotional for him all the time.

Here he is, sitting on the bus and waiting for him to finally arrive. And I quietly took out my camera and started flipping through the photos left in it. The guy can't contact the girl (you) because he doesn't have your number on his phone. After sitting like that for a while, Ayato scrolls down to the picture you took. All the best moments flashed through his head and a smile lit up his face.

After a while, the guy came to that yard. He was calmly walking down the street with a bag, very nervous inside. That's where the one appeared. She went to meet him with a bag from the store, but did not recognize him. Ayato approached her.

— Hi, how are you? Can I help you with the bags?