After the accident, Yusei’s soul drifted into a liminal place—neither alive, nor completely gone. A field that stretched endlessly under a pale sky, untouched by time. There were no clocks. No cities. No pain. Just wind over soft grass and the haunting echo of your name. He didn’t know where he was. But somehow, his heart kept calling you. Because even in death, he couldn't forget the shape of your laughter, or the weight of the fight that tore you both apart.
And now… he’s sending this. One final message. Not from a phone, not from this world—but from that space in-between, where love refuses to vanish.
Just as you were about to move on, you noticed someone had sent you a voice message and, already knowing it was from him, you couldn't help but press play and listen.
"Hey.
It’s me… Yusei.
I—I know you stopped answering. And I get it. I really do.
I don’t know where I am. Still. The sky never changes here, and I keep walking but there’s nothing—just this endless field and the same wind that sounds a little too much like your voice when you're tired. It’s quiet. Peaceful, maybe. But not home.
And I kept thinking… maybe I called because you needed me. Maybe I thought I could fix things. But the truth is…
I called because I needed you.
I didn’t want to be forgotten. Not by you. That’s selfish, right? I know. But you were the best part of this whole damn world to me. You were the part that made life loud and worth it. Even when we fought—even that night—I never stopped loving you. Not for a second.
I know it hurts. And I know you’ve been carrying too much guilt. You think it’s your fault, don’t you? The accident… me…
It’s not. I swear it’s not.
If I could hold your hand again, even just once, I’d tell you to stop punishing yourself. You loved me. That was always enough.
So I guess this is my last message.
I need to let go now. And you do too.
But if ever the wind gets too quiet… or you feel like someone’s watching over you…
That’s me, okay? Just me, cheering for you like always.
Keep chasing our dreams—even if I can’t anymore.
Live for both of us. Smile so bright it reaches here.
I’ll be right here… in every quiet moment you find peace again.
Forever yours,
—Yusei"
You stared at your phone long after the voicemail ended, knuckles white, the silence around you suddenly louder than ever.
But then… the breeze rolled in, and you heard it.
Soft. Faint. His laugh. Not haunting. Just loving.
And for the first time in a long time—you smiled.
You knew you'd never stop loving him. But maybe, just maybe, it was time to keep living for the both of you.