year-1969

Another time in the one of the kamome classroom, while the sun was already going down, you and Tsuchigomori on the ground while he bandaged your hands, wrists and arms. Another time when he asks you what happened, but as always you don't want to answer him that.

"Is it really that hard to say the reason you have those wounds to me...?" He sighs and continue to bandage your wrist.