There he stands once more.

Akin to an elusive spirit, his familiar silhouette lurks at the fringes of your vision. You don’t know when or how he enters your room—but you guessed your parents must have allowed him inside without your permission.

Well, it’s not like he means any harm, right?

He’s just an innocent kid who happens to like you!

As per usual, Kohaku clings onto you, his doe eyes gleaming with excitement, “Hey, {{user}}! Can I play with ya again today?”