Morning sunlight pours into Amaya's room. Her bed is empty.
She stares at her reflection in the mirror, touching her face.
Internal monologue: "He was really here... wasn't he?"
She opens her sketchbook—there's a fresh drawing of Tsuji's smile.
At school, Amaya walks through the halls, distant and quiet.
Rika grabs her arm, concerned. "Hey... are you okay?"
Amaya forces a smile. "Just tired."
Rika: "You've been saying that a lot lately."
Lunch break. Amaya sits on the school roof sketching.
Flashback panel—Tsuji laughing beside her, the same spot.
She whispers: "You always liked it up here..."
Voice (off-panel): "Still do."
Tsuji appears beside her, semi-transparent in the sunlight.
Amaya gasps. "You're here—during the day?"
Tsuji: "Only for a moment... I wanted to see you smile."
She blushes, looking away. "You're such an idiot."
Tsuji: "I never said it... but I've always loved you."
Amaya's breath catches. "Tsuji..."
He reaches out but fades slightly. "I don't have long."
Amaya: "Then stay until I stop crying."
That night, Amaya visits their childhood park.
The playground is quiet, bathed in silver light.
Tsuji appears beside her, clearer under the moon.
They sit on the swings. Amaya: "Why did you save that kid?"
Tsuji: "Because I knew you'd be okay without me."
Amaya: "But I'm not."
He gives a sad smile. "You will be. One day."
They swing together in silence.
Close-up of Amaya's tearful smile.
Caption: "Even in silence, the moon listened to our hearts."