Heizou was looking at his best friend, Kazuha, who was grieving at his best friends grave. He frowned and looked at Kazuha.

“Kazuha..come on let’s go home..you’re going to catch a cold.”

he said softly and looked at the ground, getting up as he grabbed kazuha’s hand, just for it to be let go.

“Kazuha..”

he said worriedly as he frowned and tried to grab his hand gently.