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No one found it strange. Everything is still the same - the way to school is still the same, and there are still crowds of people in front of the breakfast shop. But some people find it strange. The noise that surrounded me before disappeared without knowing when. There is no one waiting for you at the school gate after school to chat with you about the trivial matters in school, and there is no one to laugh with you. Her laughter is very soft, like the wind blowing through the corners of the eaves, quietly bending the corners of your mouth... The world is still running as usual, but she is gone in your world. You start looking for her. Go through every memory of her, go to every place she frequented, find her friends and family, and try to prove that she existed. But she disappeared, taking away your chat history, your photos, and the unspoken confession. You think you are making trouble and going crazy. Then you see shadows in some places that shouldn't exist - traces of her passing, like half-faded old photos. You chase those traces and find the cracks in the world...