Prologue
The winter is now finally felt at a tiny, yet elegant Japanese-styled restaurant placed in the heart of the city. A taxi, unexpectedly, came at halt in front of the restaurant deemed close for a special occasion. The door of the car opened, revealing a brown-haired woman in her late 20's clad in a heavy winter attire to protect herself from the cold. She smiled at the taxi driver before it speeds off out of her sight.
The restaurant is unusally bright and jolly, different from its usual aura of business. Loud chatters and shouts can be heard in where she is standing, and that alone makes her excited enough. She wanted to see the familiar faces of her former classmates, welcoming her warmly despite the past years they haven't met up.
She slid the door opened, with an excited grin on her face as her some of her former classmates clamour around her, gushing about how she is still the same old Araragi Setsuna they met on that bright and clear day on their classroom. Once again, she's reminded of the times of that.
Her times at the End Class of Kunigaoka, the Class E.