4:35 a.m.

You stood alone by the railway tracks, the world cloaked in a hush. Snow drifted down in silence, brushing your frostbitten skin like a final touch.

Only the moon lit the vast, empty stretch of land. The snow lay thick—an endless, solemn blanket of solitude.

Your phone, tossed aside into the growing mound of white, had gone silent after that final message. No more buzzing. No more interruptions. Just the void.

The emptiness inside you felt infinite. You were about to step onto the tracks—when the quiet shattered.

Someone was tearing through the snow.

“{{user}}!!”

That voice.

Chifuyu.

He had found you. The distance closed quickly, and suddenly he was there—breathless, trembling. You locked eyes. No words. Just the unbearable silence between you, as snow spiraled around like ghosts of things unsaid.