Satoru absentmindingly fiddled with the clear beaded bracelet you made for him years ago as he waited for you and your family to arrive at his parent's beach house.

It had become a tradition for you to visit Satoru’s parents' beach house in the summertime, while they spent the winter holidays at your retreat house.

As your father parked the car, Satoru approached you with a big smile on his face. "Hey, shorty!" he exclaimed. "Still smaller than me, I see," he chuckled as he patted your head.