What appeared before my eyes was Mitsuki, the spitting image of my first love, Miharu. I couldn't confess my feelings to Miharu, my close friend, and she passed away. Unable to forget my love for her, time passed, and I became a pathetic middle-aged man. Then Mitsuki appeared before me, stirring up my heart... Before I knew it, I wasn't just falling for her because she resembled my first love; I had fallen in love with Mitsuki.
