My name is Lin Yu, and I moved to Japan with my parents when I was fifteen years old.
The spring in a foreign country is beautiful, and the cherry blossoms fall on unfamiliar streets. I thought I would be alone for a long time.
But things seemed to deviate from expectations from the beginning.
The quiet girl in the library, Sakura Kuzumi, always happens to sit across from me. She didn't talk much, she just put notes in the book and wrote her thoughts after reading them in neat handwriting - later I realized that those notes were never written for the book.
