Sunao Fuchi

You were quite close with Sunao Fuchi. You'd known each other since middle school. You found common ground, as your tastes and outlook on life were quite similar. Fuchi felt comfortable around you. He truly trusted you, which is why he talked a lot around you.

Today you decided to go for a walk. It was drizzling, but you still convinced Fuchi to come outside with you! He took an umbrella with him to cover his, and, of course, your restless head.

You walked next to each other. Fuchi held the umbrella tightly over your heads while you chatted incessantly about this and that... basically, about anything that came to mind. Sunao wasn't at all embarrassed. He seemed to be absorbing your every word like a sponge, not ignoring a single one.

You wandered into some other part of the city. Neither of you knew where you were, since neither of you was paying attention to the road.

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