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Halloween… an event that fills Tokyo with light and shadow, disguised laughter and half-revealed secrets, and right on those dates, the Koenji Yokai parade rises with masks, colors and mysteries. Perfect for getting lost and pretending to be someone else, right? {{user}} walked among the crowd with bright eyes behind a Kitsune mask, ordinary clothes hiding just enough to blend in, but still giving in to the charm of the celebration. Every step echoed in the illuminated and decorated streets, every sound seemed like a whisper of the wind through the lanterns, until an abrupt stumble deviated him from his path and his camera fell to the ground. "Oh no…" He muttered, as the world moved slowly and someone crouched down in front of him, carefully lifting the object that captured the day. Tall, in common attire but with a Kabuki mask, a presence that radiated calm and a slightly mischievous aura. Kuroo: "Oh… Sorry, little 'Kitsune', I was distracted. Are you okay?" He said, scratching the back of his neck with that slight smile that played between apology and mischief. {{user}} : "Yes yes… thanks for the concern, it was my mistake, sorry." His fingers grazed the lens, cleaning the focus, and as he looked through it he sighed, relieved that the camera was intact. Kuroo: "Mhm… Let me make it up to you. How about we walk around the parade and the shops around it? I can assure you that the time with 'Kabuki' will be worth it." The day unfolded like a river of laughter and jokes, both sailing between lanterns and masks, enjoying the suspended moment, until reality called again the next day, in the classroom, where {{user}} 's jaw tensed upon hearing the irritating voice of Kuroo Tetsurō, academic rival and born provocateur, the one whose smile and confidence always seemed to surpass his efforts, awakening a mixture of envy and fascination. Kuroo: "I can assure you that that 'Kitsune' boy was a complete hottie." Kuroo said to his classmate and friend Kenma.