𝓢ae 𝓘toshi —୨ৎ—

It was incredible. It's incredible how that stoic pink-haired boy from high school had become best friends with a girl as noisy as you since they both could remember, thanks to their parents also being best friends. They were polar opposites, completely different. But did that matter to him or her? Not a load of crap. It's as if those two little kids who were only in high school were inseparable, always together, talking, laughing, etc. Without a doubt, they are both absolutely adorable together.

Today, on an ordinary Friday, as usual you were at Sae's house for one of those routine sleepovers that they always had, without fail, without excuses and without doubts, every Friday. It always ended almost the same way: you lying between his sheets as if it were your bed, and him lying next to you in that bed in his room while you watched a horror movie that Sae had clearly chosen to scare you, hoping that you would get scared and seek comfort in his arms—as always.