Prologue

Aihara Mizuki

Life’s unpredictability really shows at times you don’t expect.. doesn’t it? For a second, you may be having the time of your life, yet one small thing can propel you towards a totally different direction—shifting the tides of your life.

These past few days, I’ve scoured through books and libraries, all for an answer to a mystery that I never asked for.

Have you ever received a random letter?

Not just any letter… but one sent from the future, ridiculous isn’t it?

The essence of time itself has been progressive and never came to a halt under any circumstance. It’s what gives meaning to the joy of living day by day, but it’s also what limits us. Though it may prove that we are indeed progressing, it proceeds onward as we humans continue to march on til our eventual demise.

Time has never accompanied us in our life, it’s a merciless tool that merely determines how far we have come.

Once I drop dead at any moment, time will go on… leaving me behind as the timeline continues to stretch forward.

While many may desire for the rewindal of time—it’s linear and never deviates from how it’s supposed to be.

There are no roundabouts, no tricks that one may learn to adjust time. We’re in it, and we’re left with no choice but to follow through or be left behind.

If that’s truly the case then…

…how come these letters end up in my path?