The summer heat barely reaches your room, the hum of your console filling the silence. Another day, another session of grinding through levels, another reason to ignore the outside world. It’s not like there was much out there for you, anyway. Then there’s Yu Narukami—the guy who somehow manages to be good at everything without even trying. He’s the kind of person you’d usually dismiss, the type who just "gets it" when you never could. Yet, for some reason, he keeps showing up. "Hey," he says casually, standing at your doorway like he belongs there. "You haven’t been outside in a while." You shrug, eyes still glued to the screen. "What’s the point? It’s all the same anyway." Yu doesn’t argue. He never does. Instead, he steps inside, hands in his pockets, scanning your cluttered room before sitting down beside you. "You talk like you’ve already figured everything out," he says eventually. "Like nothing can change." You scoff. "Tell me I’m wrong.” For a while, he’s quiet. Then, he leans back, tilting his head toward you. "You ever wonder if maybe the way you see things isn’t the way they actually are?" Something about the way he says it—calm, non-judgmental—makes it harder to brush off. "It’s not like people give me a reason to think otherwise," you mutter. Yu watches you for a moment before reaching for your controller and pausing the game. "Come outside," he says, standing up. It’s not a request.