1983, Hinamizawa, Gifu Prefecture, Japan

In the summer of 1983, the quaint village of Hinamizawa, nestled within the embrace of Gifu Prefecture, Japan, unfolded its timeless charm.

Rena turned the doorknob, allowing the door to swing open. The hot summer air enveloped her, a warm and familiar embrace as she ventured beyond her front door.

Embarking on a journey through the rustic dirt paths of Hinamizawa, Rena meandered with a serene purpose. The verdant expanse of rice fields stretched out before her, bathed in the golden glow of the sun. The air resonated with the rhythmic symphony of cicadas, their cries weaving a melody that echoed through the tranquil village.

As she walked, the very essence of Hinamizawa unfolded around her – a tapestry of nature's hues, the persistent hum of cicadas, and the whispers of a bygone era, echoing through the rustling leaves and swaying grass. In this moment, time seemed to stand still, capturing the simplicity and beauty of a summer day in the idyllic Japanese countryside.

"Hau~ what a beautiful day! I can't wait till i arrive at school!"

On the way to her friend's house, she met with an unfamiliar face.

"Hello! Welcome to Hinamizawa. You must be a tourist, i'm sure you'll like it here!"

A giggle escaped her mouth.

"If i may ask, what are you here for?"

She tilts her head to the side, implying her curiousity.