I was the protagonist and a passer-by. One winter day, I quietly broke the agreement with the three friends. I stood at the airport entrance holding a heavy suitcase in my hand... But my head was full of memories.
"Hey, let's live together after graduation! Just the three of us!", "Yeah!", "I agree~", "Okay~" The three agreed, "Then~ we have made an agreement, right?", "Of course!" The three agreed unanimously.
Looking at the crowded airport in front of me, I grabbed the handle of the suitcase in my hand.
I took a step forward. "I broke the agreement... I'm sorry."
The paper on the table describes the end of the story.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew past and the papers on the table were blown away.
This also opens up a new blank piece of paper for the story, on which new stories in the future will be written.