Around an hour after that talk we arrived at the destination, and I looked at him saying “thanks for the ride and the talk.”

  Right after those words looks at me with a blank expression and says surprisingly, “what… in the heck are you doing living in that piece of trash shack kid…”

  I responded with a “Did you really have to censor yourself like that?” Kobadera then said “Are you 18?”

  I stared at him with the same blank expression he gave me and then I told him to “Shut up!”

  After those words Kobadera hit his face while saying quietly, “Oh my god, a kid like you, living inside a little shack like that.”

  He later told me to pick up my stuff because I’m moving, … without a second thought I said sure. I picked up the shirt and everything else and off we went back into the city and out the opposite direction from my shack.

  I looked back and told myself, “oh well, I guess it’s time to move on from that shack.

  Around an hour after we left the city we arrived at a pub that looked pretty old school… Basically 90% of it was made out of wood.

  Once we arrived, I looked at Kobadera, and I guess because of how nice he is, and mostly because of how hard it is to say Kobadera I asked him if I could call him Sukehito.

  After that sentence he responded, “You can call me whatever… whatever makes it easier to address me.” I keep on staring at him and then look away with a grin on my face and am almost relieved by those words that he just told me, making me think that I’m not alone anymore.

  A few minutes after he told me what I could call him Sukehito showed me around his pub. First he showed me the main area where people would be able to grab a drink and have fun in.

  Next it was the basement where he had most of his drinks refrigerated and then the attic where he told me I could live as long as I could keep watch on the pub and help out once in a while.

  Without any choice in the matter, instead of walking for 5 to 7 hours to go back to the shack I thanked him and said, “okay” following that word I told him I’ll be gone within a few weeks, Sukehito without any expression replied and said “No problem kid, or should I just call you Sora?” I stared at him and he looked back at me and then he responded to his own question, “naw, kid sounds better.”

  *Around 2 months after the disappearance of Sora or 10 months ago…*

  You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.

  *There is a familiar face on the podium right in front of a coffin speaking and trying to put on a brave face.*

  “Today, we are here to honor the death of one of my best friends. Although he was a calm, relaxing guy all he wanted was a life without anyone getting hurt.

  As of late his parents were killed in an accident. And I tried to help him but I couldn't. I hope wherever he is, he is looking down on us with a happy face, and seeing his parents knowing that he doesn’t need to worry about us… And I hope he can hear what I am about to say.

  Sora… I’m sorry for not being helpful to you. I'm Chidon, your best friend but I couldn’t even protect you like I could with everyone else. I sincerely apologize. And now I’m going to try to do everything I can to achieve that dream you set up for yourself.

  To achieve it and hear what you would have to say about the promise in the letter once we meet up again.

  But, that’s enough time for me. I shall now pass this on to a couple of Sora’s friends to speak to him… First it was Kuzu with tears streaming down her eyes she walked up and started talking, “my name is Kuzu I have been friends with him since we were 10 and… I have a lot of respect for him, he was a great friend to me and even strangers, he always tried to do the right thing and protect everyone he cared about, he protected me Sariah, Tucker, Chidon, Raigen, Johnny, and so many more people that will come up here today…”

  After those few words she couldn’t speak anymore and all that Chidon could do was walk up to her and say that “everything will be okay I’ll take it from here.” Chidon then grabbed the attention of the audience and passed it down to a few other people.

  Sariah was the first, she walked up to the stage with her long hair standing at around 5 '5 exclaiming that she hadn't known about Sora or talked to him and to be honest I barely even remember him. Until now, I really never knew him, but he impacted my life making all my friends as happy as they were and for that I must thank him.

  Next was Tucker, one of Sora’s friends that he met in 9th grade. He walked up to the stage shaking and barely able to say anything he said, “thank you man, you were the one that helped me realize the era of my ways when we were in school…”

  He then started talking about how he was a bully in his previous schools and thanks to the ideals of Sora he has been able to move on and be a good student although looking like a punk most of the time he talked about how his life has changed and how even though he is parentless he has been able to push past these obstacles thanks to Sora’s attitude.

  Following Tucker came Raigen, like Sora, Chidon, and Kuzu. He too had a Japanese name because of his lineage; He then started to yell out in anger… “Sora, why! I thought you were stronger than this you showed me that although life can be tough there is also a bright future ahead of it if you just work hard enough, because before I even met you I was just an errand boy, no one to lean on, no one to be my friend, you showed yourself one day and decided to fight them off on your own brimming with confidence and although you were severely beaten up, that showed me that you can never give an inch… Now, please, please tell me why, why did you give an inch now…”

  After that no one else could speak, not even Johnny, “the guy that was about to move to England after this funeral.”

  Chidon then asked for everyone and even the parents to stay silent while his mother goes around passing flowers and putting the same flowers in an orderly fashion on Sora’s coffin. Before they even knew it Sora’s funeral was done and everyone knew that Sora was dead.