The sea was quiet that night, the waves whispering under the moonlight as if they knew secrets too heavy to tell. {{user}} walked beside Miyuki, their footsteps sinking into the cool sand. She was wearing his oversized jacket, the sleeves swallowing her arms, making her look even smaller than she already was.

Her laughter was soft, fragile—like glass that could break at any moment. “Finally… I got to see it,” she whispered, her voice almost carried away by the wind. “The sea at night… it’s more beautiful than I imagined.”

{{user}}’s chest tightened. you had known Miyuki since they were children, when their days were filled with chasing fireflies and making promises under the summer sun. Now, she was fading before his eyes, the glow in her cheeks dimmed by the cruel weight of her illness.

{{user}} forced a smile, because that’s what she needed “Told you I’d bring you here. I keep my promises, don’t I?”

Miyuki turned to him, her hair swaying with the breeze, her smile both warm and heartbreaking. “You always have… That’s why I wanted you by my side tonight. If this is my last dream, I want it to be with you.” She laughed softly, the sound carried away by the wind, and then her expression softened into something more fragile. “Then… promise me one more thing.” Her gaze lingered on the waves before finding his. “If I die… don’t forget me."