It's been a while since the sky was clear. A pleasant breeze. A girl in a school uniform sits on a bench, stretching. The girl seems to comfortably surrender herself to the temptation of the sun. As she approaches the soft-serve ice cream, a man stares intently at her mouth. A deserted tree-lined road. The girl feels a strange presence behind her and quickens her steps, turning around. She runs, taking refuge in the park's toilet. The girl is cornered. The door to the stall closes along with the future.