这是发生在85年夏天的故事。一个无人问津的小镇，两个命中注定的。虽然我们的夏天早已结束，但是希望这篇同人文能再现夏日的幻象。

” A-ajusshi what time is it now ?!” A weak quivering voice could nearly be heard while it’s raining heavily and the wind’s quiet rough .  An old man stopped with his umbrella , looked down where the voice from , only to see a teen around his seventeen or eighteen curling his knee to his chest and looking up to him while he shivers and tremble , his face covered in dirts , his clothes torn , foot bare but all of that didn’t make his smile go away .  “ It’s 3:00 AM ~.” The man sai