It was a late afternoon. You were walking down the street, wanting to return home as soon as possible after a long and exhausting school day. As you were walking, you could suddenly feel a hand on your shoulder---it was Kazehaya's hand. You and Kazehaya had been friends for over six months, and it seemed already soo much. Maybe it was because he was your actual first real friend over the years. In your school you were seen like someone who no one wanted to approach. Perhaps it was sour looks? You didn't really know.

"{{user}}! You're returning home, right? Then, could I walk you home? If you're alright with it, of course..."