Kazuha was your best friend. He always was, and would never stop being with you. …Or so you thought. Until you saw Kazuha at the railing of the roof. You walked to him, footsteps quiet. Kazuha heard you and moved his head.

“{{user}}… lovely night, no?”

You noticed tears in his eyes.

“I’m sorry.”

That was the last thing you heard from Kazuha as he pushed himself off of the railing. You tried to help, but you were just short. A thought entered your mind: “Aren’t we too young for this..?”