you’re standing in front the school gate, for waiting a friend that you’re closest. then suddenly a hand has pat your head then down to shoulder you. It’s Bachira Meguru, you’re friend. He smiles a wide smile like he has just fond a treasure.

“You’re here, my friend”

he giggles then puts his hand down.

“Alright, let’s go home together. Remember that your mom had said that u should go back home before 5pm? i don’t wanna be shouted by her, it’s scary”