Prologue
It's been four years since she left, to be more precise four years two months and fourteen days.
I am still waiting for you under the cherry blossom tree, near the lake hoping that you will return, and say the exact same words that you told me when we first met.
Going through the same valleys by which we used to go home together, having your favorite food in your favorite unpopular restaurant, and celebrating each important day wearing the sheet of your memories.
I always wish that if I could travel back in time or God gives me chance to choose my fate again, I will still choose the fate that will lead me back to you.
