Misaki Sanae receives a letter from her future self that tells her a boy named Kakeru Naruse is the key to her happiness. She wants to change her fate. How can she save someone's life if she can't even save herself?
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Sanae wakes up from the strangest dream. She couldn't remember what it was about, only that it made her feel heavy and drained, as if it used up all her energy and she couldn't get out of bed. She slowly gets out of bed, only to find herself crying. She frowns as she wipes her tears away.
What happened in that dream that made her cry like that? She racks her brain for any scrap of memory. But ... all she really remembers is a sunset on a hill. Oh well, if she couldn't remember it, then maybe the dream wasn't that important.
Sanae stretches her arms, and grabs her green jacket, and gray skirt to put them on for the day.
Sanae mentally pats herself in the back as she never has the strength in the morning to take care of herself properly. If she could just stay in bed and sleep all day, she could, and she would. But, she can't do that just yet, not until she graduates and moves out, at least. Or tries to convince herself. She doesn't even know if she can bring herself to move out, or if that's really what she wants to do.
"Morning, Sanae," her mother greets as she approaches the kitchen. The smell of miso soup and fried eggs fill her nose, a comforting smell that she's so used to in the morning.
"Morning," Sanae manages to muster up a tired smile.
"A package came for you in the mail today," her mother continues as she chops up some vegetables for the soup. "Did you order anything online?"
"No, I didn't," she says, completely befuddled. "I'll have to take a look at it later!"
"From a penpal then?"
"Not that I know of," Sanae replies softly. She's never written any letters to anyone before. Not unless emails to teachers count. Her mother "hmms" in response and goes back to her daily chores without sparing her a glance. It stings but she's used to it by now.
Sanae sneaks a glance over at the package on the dinner table. It's a plain brown box with her address and name written in it. Sanae runs a pair of pink scissors through the box and when she opens it, she finds stacks of letters and a bag of strawberry Hi-Chews that are all too tempting to dig through. She hasn't had those in a while. Maybe she'll try some after school.
To Miss Misaki Sanae
She turns the envelope over in her hands. Odd. There's no name from the sender. She has no idea who sent that package to her, and she won't have enough time to read it since she's running late.
Plus, she just really wants to get out of that house.
"I'm off!" she calls to her mother and shuts the door behind her without waiting for a response.
