Shiori stood in the darkness, memories and emotions flashing through her head.
The first time she saw Suga.
When they picked flowers and he made her a flower crown.
All the packed lunches she shared with him because his father was too busy to make him any.
That time when she tried to get him to fight but ended up making him cry instead.
How he always cried and she would desperately try to comfort him.
How he looked on fearfully at a side while Shiori fought his bullies.
Him carefully cleaning and putting plasters on her cuts whenever she got hurt in a fight.
Then the rain, and the promise.
And suddenly, all the feelings she had for Suga as a child came back.
She closed her eyes and tried to recall everything Suga did since she returned. He was trying to protect her... Shiori's heart ached as she thought about how Suga must've felt seeing her again, but unable to acknowledge her, and how he had stayed to protect her all these years, enduring the loneliness.
"It'll be okay. I'm here now, Suga-kun," she whispered.
"I should hurry and leave. Suga-kun must be worried about me."