Ekoro's POV

Since that first encounter I've been terrified of blades.

And ghosts.

Apparently the thing I saw that day was a ghost.

But, all of that doesn't really matter. I'm going back to school today, at my old school, AKA the school I used to go to with Kitsune and Kage. I'll see them again today.

I put on my uniform and shove toast in my mouth, in a rush, I hurriedly say my goodbyes before rushing out the door.

"Bye Yoru and Jundo, I love you both, Don't die!"

I then dash out excitedly, running to the schoolyard to greet them if they even did show up today. I hope so.

I stop as soon as I reach the crosswalk by the school that I forgot was there. I breathed heavily as I watched some cars pass by, before walking across the street, my legs are too sore to run anyways.

As I walk into the school, luckily I'm met with the time 7:00 instead of 7:54 like a certain time I was very late because of an argument with someone.

Kitsune's mean and I don't miss her but perhaps she'll spare me today.

I keep my head up as I walk through the halls, perhaps waiting for someone to notice me. But, nobody did except for one person.

The one who was always by my side.

Kage Izukude.

It felt like he hugged me before I saw a lock of his black hair or the shine his red eyes had on them.

His embrace was tight and warm, like a weighted blanket.

Only I couldn't breathe and I was in the middle of school.

But, I wasn't opposed to his sudden hug at all, in fact it seemed like being strangled- ahem- hugged by Kage is one of the only things I'd missed during my time with Yoru and Jundo. I could almost convince myself that everything was normal now, that everything was okay now.

But the only difference was, it wasn't ok nor was it normal.

Which caused me to break down crying in Kage's arms in front of everyone.

He was crying too. I had only noticed now.

Just as Kage let go of me, I felt a hand touch my shoulder.