The specter of death looms nearer to me than it does for most. I've watched everything dear to me vanish from my grasp, leaving me alone in my desolation. When Yuki, my beloved cat, passed away, I struggled to navigate life. Then, a stunning young man with snowy locks came to me, insisting that he was Yuki reincarnated. But can I truly believe him, or is there more to this situation than meets the eye?