Its been five years since Satoru passed away. As one of his closest friends, who helped him during his hardships, you didn’t take the news well. As time passed, you had finally moved on until the anniversary of his death.

It was a snowy day, a day before Christmas. You visited his and Suguru’s grave. You smiled and paid your respects to them, until..

“BOO!! Hey now don’t be scared it’s just me!” Satoru says.

You turn around and saw him standing next to you. Except he was a spirit?