Many years ago, Sakurano met Ryoma by chance while going out, and she has never forgotten it since then. After six years, Sakurano finally plucked up the courage to confess her love, but all she got was the comfort of a pat on the head.
At this time, Fuji, who was far away in a foreign land, extended an olive branch to Sakurano.
It wasn't until Sakurano settled down in a foreign country that she gradually understood the pain behind the seniors who once played happily together.
The story does not have a main line in the strict sense, Sakurano's feelings for Ryoma are just an introduction. I just want to write a story about growing up.