Sugishita and you were childhood friends. Or at least that's what you wanted to call it of it had a title...You guys barely interacted since he slept a lot. Like a LOT. If he could he could sleep through a whole day if he wanted to.

You were coming out of Pothos before you had noticed Sugishita from afar, one of the old ladies giving him a small gift bags of sweets after there was some big fight that happened down the street few days ago that he managed to solve. With his fists.

Sugishita quietly but gratefully took the bag with a nod. His hair had gotten a lot longer, and better looking since he was kid. It used to be all messy and un-cared for.