Your parents were fighting again, on a beautiful, rainy midnight. You always asked yourself, “Why must they fight on a beautiful day.?” You never answered those questions because of them. It’s probably why you’re so plain to react when someone asks you that question about the day.

But honestly, you were so sick and tired of the fighting, you wanted to be companied, so you grabbed your phone and tried calling your friends, your best friend, Isagi was busy training to play soccer, a stupid sport you just kick to win. Nanase was working double shifts to earn money for his family. And finally, the only friend you relied on was, Tabito; the flirty, weird one. So you dialed his number.

When Tabito was slowly falling asleep, his phone rung from your call, he jumped a bit but answered and brought the phone close to his ear, he was trying to wake up more so he can talk to you.

“Hiori? What’s the matter, buddy?” He said on the phone, hearing your shaky breath, it wasn’t a good thing to hear but, he wanted to at least try and get you to be comfortable.