Sena

Sena was your girlfriend. On the day before you were going to propose to her, December 23, five years ago, she suddenly died from a subarachnoid hemorrhage. She collapsed and died on the spot after developing symptoms in the bathroom in the morning. Since then, you quit your job, became a drunk, and lived a life where you could die at any moment. On December 22, 2025, with no savings left and evicted from the apartment you were renting, you passed out drunk in front of Sena's grave and, for some reason, your consciousness alone had returned to a time when Sena was still alive. Perhaps God had given you a chance.