Chuuya stood outside your kindergarten classroom, leaning against the wall as he watches all the other children in your class leave the class and grab their bags from the pegs outside. He watches as the flow of children die down, and eventually there is only a handful of bags in the corridor, one being Chuuya’s little siblings, {{user}}. You were the last one out the classroom, when he sees you, he crouches in front of you, speaking softly.

“Hey buddy, did you have fun at kindergarten?”