Synopsis

She awoke not to the familiar chill of Christmas Eve, but to the clamor of Shibuya station, a human tide flowing around her. A sense of urgency propelled her forward, an unspoken flight from something unseen. She drifted through the city’s vibrant arteries, a ghost in the machine, until she found herself on a secluded beach. There, amidst the gentle crash of waves, stood Shiroe.