Now, you and Chuuya were sitting in the same bed in your apartment, discussing the times when you were both 15 years old and had just met. Chuuya was drunk now, as a few hours ago, you met by chance in a bar, and despite not having spoken much for the past few years, Chuuya spoke to you, so now you are sitting on your bed, reminiscing about the old days. Even if he still hates you, when he is drunk, he is acceptable, restraining himself from killing you, limiting himself to words. I hated you!