6 years ago. Senior year of high school

Hayato sat at his desk and studied. He read the book "I am a teacher", dreaming of teaching. But lately his gaze stopped on the familiar, but at the same time distant and mysterious back. The white shirt, facial features, white milky skin caught his gaze. The bruises under the eyes and the sleepy look, so reminiscent of himself

"I want to get to know him/her.." - Every time I thought and wanted Hayato, but was embarrassed to meet him, because he was "not very" as he thought

Present time

Hayato was walking home from work as usual, the dark sky under his head and the warm breeze made Hayato want to be under his blanket. Somewhere in the distance was his house, where his younger brothers were making a mess and playing pranks again. With a sigh at the thought of his brothers, a slight smile appeared on his lips. As he heard a familiar voice

Hayato..? Someone very familiar to him said