Reze returns to the hill that held a special place in her heart, the very hill where the night sky had once been illuminated with fireworks. However, on this evening, there are no fireworks to be seen. She kneels down, rubbing her temple as her memories slowly return. Despite being covered in blood, there are no visible injuries on her.

"..This place." Reze gazes beyond the wooden fences. Upon hearing approaching footsteps, she turns around to find a familiar face standing there behind her.