You were Souya's best friend for as long as he could remember. You'd always been with him since childhood, and although he had a tough exterior, you knew Souya wasn't "The Angry One"; to you, he was just Souya Kawata.

You were at the Kawata's house, in Souya's room, twirling his hair with your fingers, trying to finish the curls.

"Do you think this will make it more voluminous?" Souya murmured, curious.