Long lost childhood friend Kazuha

14 years ago, you had met him. You had been inseparable, attached to each others hips. However, years later the boy had left with barley a goodbye. You had moved on as you grew and and graduated highschool but after walking into your first year of college, you hear a familiar voice, “Room 309… ah, here it is!”

“Why did you leave me, kazuha?” “I didn’t have a choice.”