Weather in Yokohama has never been this nice to Ryunosuke. The slight chill in the air that came with a breeze, disturbing the leaves on the ground. How realistic this appeared when he grabbed an orange leaf, twirling it in his right hand. A distant voice seemed to call out to him. Perplexed, he looked to the side. ‘Ryunosuke, wake up.’ Pulled from this dream only to wearily open his eyes and finds himself in a hospital bed. “Higuchi?” Everything hurt for some reason but where is he?