LETTERS TO A FUTURE I'LL MISS

17-year-old Kagetsu Luna moves through life like she's trying to catch every spark before it fades. With Sakuragi Kaito by her side, she makes every second glitter-stealing his fries, drawing silly faces on his hand, and grinning as she teases, "Will you still love me if I disappear?" He laughs it off, never seeing the way her eyes soften when she thinks he's not looking-like she's memorizing him for later.

Instead of just letters, she fills a worn box with pieces of their life, still breathing: neon sticky notes with inside jokes ("You owe me 37 milk teas-don't even try to run"), a vintage cassette tape labeled "Our Rain Dance Song" (the cheesy 2000s pop hit they spun to in a downpour), a pressed cherry blossom from their first date with its pink hue still faint, and letters in every mood-giddy scribbles, quiet whispers, jokes that make Kaito snort-laugh even when something in his chest tightens.