It's me, Shady, back at long last. This is a story of Tomo and Yomi, and I promise you, it won't be a happy, 'Remember way back when' story. But hey, it's a prequel, right? Everything should turn out right in the end, right?
Once upon a time, there were two little girls. One was smart and sassy, with long brown hair and shiny glasses, named Koyomi, and one was happy and bubbly, with curly dark hair, named Tomo. The two were only five years old and attended the same kindergarten and were often together. However, while they were thought to be best friends, a calamity ever so great occurred from one of their many squabbles.
Yomi sat alone, sadly looking out of her front window. It had been storming for a long time, the aftershock of a recent tropical storm still wildly blustering throughout Tokyo. It had also been a long time since what happened to Tomo. Yomi sniffled and wiped a tear from her face.
"Koyomi... Koyomi?" rang the voice of Yomi's mother. Yomi, however, sat still, tearful as ever. "Koyomi, you shouldn't just sit there. You'll worry yourself to death..."
Worry herself to death? That was the least of her concerns. Tomo was missing, or worse, and her mother didn't want her to worry?
"Mommy..." Yomi said, her voice trembling. As her mother wrapped her arms around the child, she sniffled loudly and squirmed from her grasp.
"Tomo's missing and it's all because of me!" Yomi screeched before bolting to the front door.
"Koyomi!"
"Where are you going!"
Yomis cried loudly as she ran through the rain, a crash of thunder in the distance. She needed to set things right. She needed to find Tomo, no matter what. Tomo just had to be alive. She had to be!
Wait! 'Tomo just had to be alive'! What could that mean!