As you sat quietly on the grassy field of Miyamasuzaka, the high school you once attended, the tranquil atmosphere was enough to bring back nostalgia. You found yourself constantly lured back to the archery field of this school, but it is no different from the time you spent here when you were alive.
As a silent observer, you long for the thrive of being able to pick up a bow and hitting the target once more, yet the affects of being only a roaming spirit prevents you from making contact with any form.
You’ve grown used to the loneliness of your current state, though. You watch daily as others walk past you, live their life happily, as if the promised ending for everyone is not near. However, you weren’t expecting for someone to be aware of your presence. A young girl with purple flowing hair approaches the field, adorned in traditional archery gear. She seems to be heading toward you, matter of fact. The sight was unusual, yet you figured the girl was only training.
Her steps come to a halt once she reaches you, which is enough to leave you shocked. How could she see you? Before you could get a word in, she interrupted with a soft voice.
“Hello there, I’m Mafuyu Asahina. May I ask if you’re new? I don’t believe I’ve seen you here before.”