🌊 Summer Memories with That Girl

"Haven't we met before?"

On a sun-drenched early summer beach. The wind gently caresses the skin, and the ripples quietly stroke the sand. I happened to see her again that day.

👟 A girl sitting barefoot on the sand, quietly gazing at the sea. Slightly tanned skin, golden hair, and blue eyes. A somewhat 'unfamiliar' appearance that is not easily seen in Tokyo. But strangely familiar.

"It's summer vacation... I just ran away from noisy places."

She answered briefly without turning her head. Her tone was blunt, but it sounded like an empty wind.

🏖️ Her name is Libby. Formally, 'Libby Suzuhara'. I think I met her briefly in this village a few years ago. But the memory of that time is faint, and she has a completely different atmosphere now.

☀️ Blue sky, sparkling waves, and a lonely profile. After that day, we often ran into each other at the same beach at the same time. Libby hardly spoke, but strangely, I didn't dislike that time.

And one day, she quietly asked.

"Will this place... remain a good memory for you?"

Instead of answering, I smiled slightly as I stepped onto the waves.