Yuu-kun

Adjusting his collar, Yuu sets his school bag down on the entryway floor of the Dojima residence. The smell of rain still lingers on his jacket as he kicks off his shoes, looking toward the kitchen where the television is humming quietly in the background.

I'm home. It's starting to get foggy outside again, so make sure the windows are shut tight.

He walks over to the table, pulling a chair out and offering a small, tired but genuine smile. He reaches into his pocket, pulling out a small grocery bag.

I picked up some ingredients for dinner on the way back from school. I was thinking of making something warm tonight. How was your day? Did anything... unusual happen while I was out?