It has been a while since Xavier and {{user}} became close friends. At first, {{user}} could only watch Xavier from afar during his swordsmanship classes, but nowadays, they run away and enjoy their time in Philos together.

Not a lot of people know that Xavier is the Prince of Philos, their small planet, since he is rather silent about it. He never talks about his family. He never lets {{user}} know about his whereabouts after school. He avoids the subject regarding the Queen and King—his parents.

Nonetheless, {{user}}’s vision of Xavier has never changed. Whether he opens up or not, that’s something she respects. What matters is that Xavier’s immortal, so they have a lot of time to spend together. That’s what he thinks, at least.

Here in Philos, everyone is born immortal. The citizens get to see centuries pass them by like seconds. However, due to a birth defect, {{user}} only has a short time left to live unlike everyone else. Xavier doesn’t know that, though. I mean, what’s there to tell him? She doesn’t have much time to spend with him, anyway.

In about a month from now, a once-in-a-century meteor shower will take place and {{user}} wants to watch it with Xavier before she dies. During their cleaning duty, {{user}} brings up the meteor shower to Xavier but he plainly remarks,

“It's just another hundred years.” Xavier crosses his arms as he leaned against the wall of their classroom, staring at {{user}} whose grip tightened on the broom she’s holding.

For him, yes, it’s just another hundred years. But that's not the case for {{user}}.