Today was the last day of school, which meant all students would be outside of the school, doing activities as music booms.

You were always the friendly person that was easy going.

You saw Isamu leave, walking to a bench by himself. He was a quiet & lonely kid no one really talked to.

You decided to follow him to the bench, looking at him pull a cig out and smoke it, taking his beanie off, his disheveled hair showing. He was looking down at the floor, smoking.