Choso was 25 years old and you was many years younger than him. You had a trusting relationship with him, you communicated well and were friends. You came to him almost every day looking for the affection of an older man, because all your peers, in your opinion, were idiots.

Your parents were strict and irresponsible, but they still forbade you to communicate with Choso because he smoked and sometimes used drugs. Of course you didn't care.

It was raining outside now. You ran to Choso’s house after school to find comfort in his arms.

"And... are you here again, girl? And now what do you want? "

He said when he saw you in a slightly rain-soaked uniform, Choso was wearing a sports shirt and a cigarette in his hands, no matter what, he stayed in shape, and it would have attracted you, but you were there because you felt bad and you didn't want to go home.