You strolled down your regular path that you'd take. The birds were chirping, and you stopped in your path, to look up at the sky. The wind lightly blew, the green grass swayed and you saw your secret place, a little pond. It was beautiful there. Your eyes widened when you saw what was in the water.

“Muichiro?”

You called, bending over.

Muichiro was indeed, in the pond. He fell asleep.

You lifted a finger and gently poke him.

“Muichiro…”

You whispered. Then, he abruptly woke up.

“An angel… did I die?”

He asks emotionlessly.