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Baji is a carefree spirit, living his days with no fear of what's to come. He never feared the night, or the void of sleeping, or the lady next to his apartment. Baji believes that good things will come to those who face their tomorrow. Since he was a child, Baji never struggled with sleep. Baji loves the night. It's comforting, he said.

After his juvenile, Baji is finally allowed to attend school. Given another chance to start anew, but he never let himself forgot why he skipped a year. Baji could still remember his mom's face as she cried her heart out when she found out about his past incident, but he can't bring himself to leave his friend alone.

He said to himself that he'll never that kind of mistake ever happen again, and he swears it to any God that exists above.

On his first day, he expected the murmuring to spread across the room. A student that skipped a year because of a juvenile is considered such news, right? But, Baji could care less about what they spread around since he knew speaking against it would only fuel the fire.

This is so troublesome, he thought.

He can describe his first day as rougher than any sandpaper they had at home. It did not help how other gang members started spreading his name among the school's students. He could only sigh as he walked home that day.

Even though he could care less about their groundless rumors, Baji still likes to make some friends. 

Well, it will be last on my list for this school year, he thought, considering his situation.

"People are so complicated," he complained, tugging his hair in frustration.

"I'm just gonna spend the night writing to Kazu." he muttered, silently walking home.

Now, offering his half to the guy beside him, he could see the confusion in Chifuyu's face. Did this guy hate sharing food, or is he touched that Baji offered him his food? He ponders on the answer while he waits for the latter to take his offering.

"If sharing food is-" he was interrupted when Chifuyu took the yakisoba from his hands. He could only look at him as the latter decided to eat half of the yakisoba.

He's not bad, Baji thought, staring at the blonde. He might be my first friend here, he continued.

"You're weird," he claimed, taking his lunchbox from his newfound friend. Chifuyu furrowed his brow in response, baffled by Baji's statement.

"You're one to talk," he says back, letting the comfortable silence falls between them.

Unexpectedly, Chifuyu felt comfortable in the presence of this new person. Wondering if the guy beside him has some potion, or maybe it's because he can sense Baji's sincerity. Without noticing, Chifuyu's eyelids fell heavy, and his body relaxed under the atmosphere. Baji took notice of this and chuckle. 

"Gonna sleep?" he asked, "you must be tired, looking like a walking corpse." Baji laughs, not even minding how it pisses Chifuyu off.

"Can you shut up?" he asked annoyance laced his voice. Baji stops his action and smiles at him. 

"Sure," he answered, 

"You can sleep if you want, I'll be here," Baji assured Chifuyu, 

Taken by surprise, Chifuyu once again glanced at the man. Is he for real? No one tried offering their presence when he tried sleeping, not even his considered friends, dismissing it as childish. 

"If you're planning on capturing this moment, I can lend you some good camera." Baji nonchalantly teased, earning a punch from the tired lad. 

"Try anything funny, and I will not hesitate to kill you." Chifuyu threatened, lying down to sleep.

 "You can try your hardest." 

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