— It’s the afternoon on Friday. You’re walking home on your own, expecting to find it boring and uneventful. But someone grasps your shoulder, and you glance over at who it was.

It was one of your closest friends, Kotaro Bokuto. He had a large grin across his cheeks.

“Mind if I walk with you?” He peers, joining your side. “I don’t live too far away from ya’, remember?”