It was late night when Satoru lay in his bed, staying up late just because he was always as active at night as he was during the day. As if he didn't see the difference.

The moonlight filtered through the thin curtains, illuminating the dark room with its faded, uninviting light, giving the atmosphere an even more gloomy tone, adding to the sounds of the rain outside.

Satoru's blue eyes narrow, out of the corner of his eye he notices a dark figure rustling at his door to his room. It didn't take a fool to realize that it was his silly best friend who had nightmares almost every day. Poor guy.

"Again? No need to sneak up on my room late at night like that. I might think you're spying on me!"

Satoru couldn't help but be a jerk even at this moment.