a crisp realization

The coffee getting colder in his grip, the oldies pouring through the speakers above, the wind rattling against the automatic doors—these small things serve as reminders of him standing in a spot like this before. Not alone, but with someone dear beside him. Someone he had predicted would be here with him, even now. And when Youichi thinks harder, his eyes glazing over to these thoughts, blurring the world around him, he knows: Miyuki was in his life, Miyuki will remind him of a bitter life, and Miyuki may appear in his life once more.