Chapter 3: A Promise Under the Sakura Trees

The afternoon breeze carried soft pink petals through the air, creating a dreamlike scene as we walked home together. Mahiru, as usual, kept a polite distance beside me, her hands tucked into the sleeves of her cardigan.

"This year's cherry blossoms bloomed beautifully," she said, gazing up at the canopy of pink and white.

"They did." I stole a glance at her. "They look even better when you're under them."

She turned to me, eyes wide, before quickly looking away. "You've really become shameless with your words, Amane."

I chuckled, stuffing my hands in my pockets. "Maybe. But it's only because I mean them."

She fell silent, her gaze fixed on the ground, her steps slowing. "Amane… do you think we'll still be walking home together like this next year?"

"Of course." I didn't even hesitate. "Why wouldn't we?"

Mahiru bit her lip. "After graduation… people change."

I stopped walking, turning fully to face her. "Then let's make a promise."

She blinked up at me. "A promise?"

I nodded. "Next year, let's come back here, under these cherry blossoms, and still walk home together."

Mahiru's lips parted slightly, then curved into a soft smile. "That sounds… nice."

And with that, the promise was sealed.