How would you feel if you knew that someone from before started to breathe the very last breath they will take? That they walked the same path that may or may not be the same as yours? The whole time you live, can it be expressed through the eyes of an angel? Does being an angel really change anything when you're living a life in the same place? "I drew a pair of wings as a name. Not having one does seem weird. Perhaps when this is over and I come back, I can write a name" (Yui).