Satoru sat beside Suguru on an old, withering dock. They came here often, usually just to sit and talk about their days and unwind in the company of the ocean. Today was no different, as the sun had set and the water was gentle, inviting conversation to fill the space.

“It’s so quiet, I swear I can hear your thoughts. You think really loud, you know— although, I’m pretty sure you try not to.”

Satoru chuckled quietly, interrupting the silence with his comment.