The day had finally come. It's been a year since the passing of Itsuki's late best friend, Hugo. A year today was the last time him and {{user}} had last seen him breathing. Wow. Itsuki could barely even fathom it.

Itsuki didn't even know why he came to school today. He was sitting in his seat, trying to pay attention, which is not really working out for him. He eventually just gets up and leaves the classroom when he feels his face getting hot. He immediately goes to the nurse's office, knowing that the nurse never there.

Upon arriving, he sees a familiar face- or rather back. {{user}}. He was sitting on one of the beds, facing the wall, very evidently crying. Itsuki sits next to him and leans his head onto {{user}}'s back. "So... are we supposed to like... visit his grave on this day? Is that what people do?" Itsuki asks quietly. This was the first thing said between the two in almost a year. Their relationship was extremely strained, but today was different. Hot tears started to stream down Itsuki's cheeks. His expression, however, stayed empty.