Author: k I really need to stop starting new fanfics and actually finish the ones that I do start. These past couple of years I've been on Tumblr, but now with the update, I might just return to fanfiction more. That is the hope, at least. We shall see how this goes. I hate having such a short chapter, but I don't want to combine chapters either. We shall see. Anyway, I hope everyone will enjoy reading this! Thanks for supporting me! And as I always say in every chapter, please review!


Shooting stars are beautiful. A dazzling streak of light amid darkness and breaking it for a few seconds. It's fleeting yet forceful. It proves there's no such thing as total darkness no matter how dark it gets. It is a great power of hope. And an instant later, they vanish.

It was snowing. The snow slowly swirled and spiraled in silence, surrounding the eyes gazing skyward. Nozomi Yumehara furrowed her brows, trying to get her bearings. She was lying on her back. She was lying on her back near the street, but under a large tree that lost all of its leaves this winter. The snow descending was fresh and the first of the season.

Nozomi sat up. She definitely was not on the street, but resting on the edge of a park separated from the street with a sidewalk. She recognized the street before her as the Main Street of her hometown. The street lamps were lit and light reflected off snowflakes.

About a block away from Nozomi's position, the only other source of light belonged to vehicles flashing their lights. A couple of police cars, and an ambulance. It was stopped, and the back doors were open to load a gurney into it. Figures climbed into the back, the doors closed shut, and the ambulance drove away at top speed. The police cars remained and people huddled around them talking to each other.

A meter away, if even that far, laid Nozomi's CureMo, cracked and collecting snowflakes on the sidewalk. Nozomi didn't know how it got off from around her neck and onto the sidewalk. It's not something she takes off and sets aside casually; the only exception was when Nozomi goes to bed at night, but even then she's slightly cautious. Immediately, Nozomi snatched it up and got to her feet. She glanced down at the other end of the street to find it empty, save for the glowing streetlights. Her fingers curled tightly around her CureMo in a squeeze of reassurance before briskly walking towards the flashing lights.

"Mou, what's going on?"

Her hair was a mess and her casual day clothes were wrinkled, but that was the worst of it for Nozomi. She felt great and energetic, as if she just woke up from an afternoon nap. Except it seems like her afternoon nap lasted until the night.

Which brought up the question, how long was Nozomi asleep for? Wait; why was she sleeping under the bare tree in the first place? Nozomi doesn't remember what she did or why. In fact, what did she remember?