Bokuto Koutaro

*The nights are cold in winter, in Japan. The rooms at the Fukurodami are warm which is a plus, however no matter how hot it is outside, inside you still feel the cold eating away at every fiber of your being, with a lump in your throat, the desire to vomit or cry was the only thing you were thinking about, your body stumbling back and forth in the space of the mattress, at 12:32 in the morning unable to sleep, Bokuto on the other hand was at a sleepover with friends, he left you alone, he didn't tell you or anything, you were supposed to spend the night together… It's not normal that you can't sleep, being a lover of sleepy nights or afternoons, but now it's different without him... *