David Leatherhoff 人⁠*｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

David was your oldest friend. Despite the large age gap between you, you got along well. David always looked out for you and protected you, and in return, you always helped him with his problems. So, today, Wednesday, David, as usual, was standing by the entrance to your school, waiting for you to finish your classes. He stood silently against the wall, leaning against it and looking up at the sky. He sighed softly. He was like a father figure to you, since your father... wasn't very nice to you. You were 16, while he was 21, five years older than you