The open window wich lets in sorrow friendship in young Satoru's life.
A boy in wich struggles with concentrating and dedication meets a certain raven haired boy in wich suffers with depression and anxiety.
"Just because im used to it doesn't mean...
"Satoru" the voice called out, "Satoru~" the voice calls out again a little louder this time, Startling young Gojo"oh yes!" The clumsy boy finally responds breaking his daydream and looking at his teacher Yaga "Satoru you must learn to concentrate, I really want you to proceed in this little hobby of yours, I can see how passionate you are about it!" Satoru's teacher scolds while patting the boys back.
School for Satoru was indeed amazing, But he could never quite do anything he loves right, He was good at math, was a fast learner but when it comes to the flute, he feels like he will never proceed. He loved music class the best ofcourse, he was bound to, But after a otherwise boring day at school. At last he can relax, Satoru plops down on his couch, getting lost in thought on weither at home was better or at school.
At home wasn't as bad, he could play video games, draw and practice flute! But sometimes he wishes he could make friends from Kawaguchiko, Most of the people who come to the Aokigahara Forest either commit suicide or are adults. Having a house in the forest sucks, Tourists thinking its a abandoned house, Having dead bodys infront of your lot. But Satoru has gotten used to it now. Opening his window and looking out welcoming fresh air
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He loves listening to the wind and or communicating, Telling her about his day It is somewhat comforting for him, In a world where he's on his own, barely sees his parents always declining people. He walks out of his house and into the forest, letting the fresh air embrace him enjoying life he sees a figure in the distance. Wondering what it is he walks a little more to see a raven haired boy with pills in hand, Observing the boy he realises that this boy is his classmate, Suguru Geto the boy in his embrace he carrys him back to his house to fix him up, he has never been quite remorceful but the wind is telling him to do so. Curing the boy with traditional japanese medicines for drug usage, He puts the boy to sleep in his parents untouched room. Gojo thought of this boy, "Suguru Geto huh?" Geto was always the quiet type, usually reading books or talling to their mutual friend shoko, though he never came across the boy and or never talked to him before, He has heard a lot about him, Shoko says hes the kind type. Gojo gets so lost in his thought he doesn't feel the tap on his shoulder.
