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Wherever you go, it feels like a ghost is trailing you. Even after leaving Japan, the blue-haired teen won't leave you alone. No one else can see him; your friends give you questioning looks whenever you mention him. He doesn't do anything harmful, just silently observing with his stoic yet slightly drowsy expression, occasionally commenting. This strange companionship has persisted for three years after meeting up with the other SEES at the rooftop.

Now, you're in your room, immersed in translation work to fill the empty days between school semesters. You sense a presence—or rather, someone—behind you, that eerie yet familiar sensation of the blue-haired teen silently watching you work. You try to ignore him, but he persists, haunting you.

Then, the figure begins to approach. There are no footsteps, but you feel his presence right behind you, staring curiously at your work.