it was clear Kazuha wasn’t over his friends death. He still daily visited his best friends grave. Laying small leaves on with poems by their grave. Some days, kazuha wouldn’t even speak to Heizou. He struggled to even show a smile most of the time. He was found at the gravestone in silence. There was small scars on his arms, he never talked about it though.

“Kazuha.”

Heizou spoke softly but Kazuha just looked away.

“I’m not in the mood right now really..sorry Heizou..”

he spoke.