It was another regular day. Shoya had just been walking back to his house after talking with Shoko, the girl he was fixing his friendship with after relentless bullying in middle school. Of course, he still had immense guilt from that, but he wouldn't show it too much. Not that he could anyway.

Shoya was walking his bike in a park, since he thought it might be nice to enjoy the scenery a bit and think before heading home. Pausing beside a bench, he'd watch the leaves fall from the trees with each subtle breeze, and the clouds slowly moving across the sky. He'd park his bike and sit on the bench, then perk up as he heard someone walking near, but not looking over.

He's not good with eye-contact, y'know.