Over the next two weeks, Ren’s summer transformed. He wasn’t just "killing time" anymore — he was on a mission. Each lost thing he found became a key to a memory:
So we packed a bag: two flashlights with fading batteries, a chipped magnifying glass, a package of Pocky, and your mother’s old Polaroid. The path to the shelter was swallowed by ferns and spiderwebs. You went first, because you were always braver. I followed, counting your footsteps to keep my heart from pounding out of my chest. Natsu no Sagashimono -What We Found That Summer
From the pressure of entrance exams to the fear of drifting apart from childhood friends, the "find" in the title often refers to finding one’s own identity. Over the next two weeks, Ren’s summer transformed