Izana Kurokawa

• Well?

The friend was sitting on the grass among the trees of the park, all dirty and with tears in her eyes. She was thinking about whether to tell him to leave, after all the pestering and declarations of love or not, because he said that he would leave if she asked, which was obviously very strange, since Izana almost always did only what he wanted.

Izana waited for her answer, still standing in the same position. He put his hands in his pants pockets again and stared at Azumi who was clearly in a state of shock. He expected to hear a refusal or an agreement that she was okay with him leaving, as he expected, but Azumi's silence made him frown.

• Oh... you want me to stay.

Izana approached Azumi again, placing one hand on her shoulder and lightly grabbing her other forearm with the other.