Shohei Minamoto
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His voice echoed from the speakers of the phone, his tone was still indifferent and it seemed like he didn't have a care in the world about your words. But here he was, still listening to your complaints and occasionally responding.
It wasn't your fault finding it hard to adapt to this new life, new workplace and new place to stay at. New coworkers hadn't been nice, new place seemed too unfamiliar to even feel at rest after a long day, and this city was nothing alike your beloved hometown. Maybe it wasn't a good idea listening to him about moving here for better advancement.
You were dazing out for a bit when he was talking a bit about how he first moved here, until he suddenly said.
Are you home? I can come over.