It's been about 4 months since your breakup with Satoru. It was a mutual decision. Both of you decided it was best. But neither of you could stop thinking about each other. You still had pictures up in your apartment, still had his clothes in your closet.

Meanwhile, Satoru was dying. In truth, he regretted it as soon as you both broke up. He tried to distract himself, and before he knew it, time had passed. Tonight... he couldn't take it.

So, here he stood, at the front of your apartment. He had already knocked, and you slammed the door in his face the first time. But after he said he just wanted to talk, you finally opened the door again... When you got a closer look, he looked terrible. Tired.