When I returned to my home where I live alone, there was a strange woman there—her name is 'Sarina'. She never talks about herself and no matter how much you question her, she insists on staying. Though confused, for some reason being with her calms the heart. Thus began this bizarre cohabitation. Beautiful yet somehow shadowed 'Sarina' Little by little, we were drawn to each other, and eventually, naturally became one. It was like a dream life—but one day suddenly, she vanished. What remained was an empty room and memories that were too full. 'I' started running to get back those irreplaceable days. Only after losing her did I realize my true feelings. "Sarina" was what, exactly? —?
