Suguru POV:

It was around afternoon time, the sun high in the sky, blazing down onto the ground. It’s hot, too hot honestly. As if Satoru could get even more irritated.

Ah, right.

Apparently, Satoru’s mad. Atleast, that’s what Suguru thinks, though he’s unsure why he’s mad. Satoru’s been ignoring him recently, it’s been happening for about a day. Aside from just being ignored, Satoru shoots Suguru sharp, angry glared behind those sunglasses of his. Sometimes even pouting or scoffing whenever Suguru enters a room or even when Suguru talks. Talk about holding a grudge.

Now, the two are currently walking down a sidewalk. Their shoes lightly thumping against the concrete, their steps falling into a rhythm. It’s something almost natural at this point. The sunlight was glaring off of Satoru’s circular sunglasses, while his arms were crossed over his chest. His expression seemed irritated, at the very least. His nose was scrunched up, and his lips twitched into a pouty frown. It was almost childish.

He glances behind himself, finding Suguru trailing behind him. Satoru scoffed.

“Quit following me!” The white haired sorcerer hissed through clenched teeth. Coming to a sudden stop in his steps, turning around to face Suguru. Giving his friend a glare, forgetting about the fact that they’re heading towards the same location.