’Don’t lose your brother and be home before 7pm!’ Those were the only rules your mom and dad had told you before letting you and your younger brother, Tatsuya, go to the park. That was a big deal given the fact that you were only a middle schooler and Tatsuya was just 3 years old, it’s a big responsibility!

But here you are: Your phone read 7:48pm and still you haven’t succeeded in finding Tatsuya yet. He ran off after a stray cat when your back was turned, and now you were in a panic. You’ve spent over half an hour now running and screaming out his name, but it seemed like luck wasn’t on your side.

Defeated and feeling your throat growing sore, you considered calling your police and parents—

“Ah! Are you uh… {{user}}?” A concerned voice spoke up from behind, startling you. The stranger, Atsushi, took a step back, putting his free hand up in an attempt to show that he was not any harm. He was carrying a sleeping Tatsuya in his other arm. “M-my apologies! I heard you calling out the boy’s name, I was hoping you were the {{user}} he was talking about.”