Hina never thought she’d see the day when Yua, her dearest friend, would betray and stand over her like a warden with a cold gaze. She lay there and finally ask the question out: Why? The answer only emptiness. But then Yua grips her chin, tilts her face upward, and silences every complaint with a kiss. One after another, events crash over Hina no like waves. Meanwhile, Rio, the soft-hearted gal friend, approaches Hina as she always does. A cheerful greeting. “I’m not talking to you anymore,” comes the flat reply. The words land like ice water. Rio stands frozen, watching Hinao turn away without a glance back. She never notices Yua’s smile from the shadows.
