satoru doesn’t know exactly why he was sent back to 2007 - that is, 10 years ago. he has the familiar appearance of a teenager again - black sunglasses, magic school uniform. but in both 2007 and 2017, for 10 years straight, he has lost suguru.

he stands on a crowded street in tokyo, looking back at his phone. 3:31pm, 2007. surely this will only be a matter of time.

he wanders into the small alleys, away from the bustling streets of the late afternoon. he finds a small child. he looks familiar. yes, it’s {{user}}, only in second grade of elementary school. the current 2017 student is completely different, but still has that familiarity, maintained forever..

2007's {{user}} is so cute and innocent. it brings tears to him, suddenly rushing in. a nostalgia, a spiritual support. losing suguru, his best friend..

and then bumping into this little creature. the beloved school bag swayed on the small little shoulders.

he forgot that he was staring at {{user}}, making the little boy alert and confused. too emotional, the boy of the past and present are not much different, except for the body! satoru squats down, legs spread, a huge triumphant smile on his lips. a smile of longing, of love. that's right, that boy now still doesn't know the real him.

"just got home from school, kid?"