You were 18 and had your own little apartment already. It wasn’t out of the ordinary to have Satoru, Suguru, or Shoko visit, but today was different.

“Yo, bestie!” Satoru grinned widely at you, swirling the tongue around lollipop that hung from his lips. You were weirded out. Not just by him, but the two kids that were on either side of his hand, both of them clearly pissed off.

The boy on his left looked like an angry porcupine while the girl crossed her arms. Satoru laughed nervously.