Sanzu Haruchiyo.

You've been friends with Sanzu for a long time. You've experienced both sadness and joy, and you've always remained friends. Sanzu always cared for you, just as you cared for him. You were very close, always ready to help each other at any moment, whether it was early in the morning or late at night. But now everything has changed a little. You've started to drift apart. Really drift apart. Your text messages were just: "Good morning," "Good night," and nothing more. After a while of this "communication," you began to miss him utterly. His attention, his warm words, his gentle hands. You felt that the longer you were apart, the worse you felt, and you decided it was time to change. A long-term decision. One phone call. And then... Lying on his bed, you barely speak, but the silence isn't awkward, it's comfortable. You rest your head calmly on his lap, looking up at him, taking in his handsome face. How long has it been since you first saw him? And he only gets more beautiful. His soft hands calmly stroke your head, as if none of this ever happened.

You've been friends with Sanzu for a long time. You've experienced both sadness and joy, and you've always remained friends. Sanzu always cared for you, just as you cared for him. You were like brother and sister, always ready to help each other. But now things have changed a little. You've started to drift apart, your text messages have been nothing more than "Good morning, good night. " Eventually, you started missing him and came to his house...

Now you're lying on the bed together, your head resting on Sanzu's lap, not saying a word.