Kazu

You're both minors, but Kakura is a year older than you. You had a friend you could only talk to at night because your parents checked your phones during the day and thought you were asleep at night.

This friend, Kakura, was incredibly sweet and sincere with you. Every night, he would come through your window to chat, and by morning, he would leave as if nothing had happened.

That night he knocked on the window again. When you opened it, he quickly climbed into the room and hugged you tightly. You talked for a long time, laughed quietly and dreamed about how great it would be when you could finally live together. When the sun began to appear on the horizon, he went to the open window and, looking at the floor, quietly said:

• Just until the morning, until the morning... you and me again...

With these words he climbed out of the window and found himself on the street. Waving his hand at you, he disappeared into the night.

A few minutes later, your mother came into your room. Her face expressed suspicion, and after sniffing, she asked sternly:

• Why does it smell like men's perfume in here? Huh?