"She's a gentle soul"
Chiro talking to himself while standing on the rooftop. He looks very sad and tired. Calm and silent. The gentle wind touches his face and caressing his straight brown hair. His eyes are teary and looks like he's about to burst with anger but keeps his cool. He remembers playing at the playground one afternoon when he was five years old. He was making a sandcastle when an older kid knocked it down and teased him. He remained his calm and tried to build the sandcastle again when the older kid called him fat. She heard a girl shouting "hey!" He turned his head around quickly looking for the girl and saw her walking fast to the older kid and stopped right in front of the big kid. The big kid was surprisingly terrified. "What?!" said the girl. "Aren't you going?!" The big boy stepped a little backward and the girl stepped forward some more intimidating the bigger kid "Go!?" and the big kid ran as fast. Chiro silently looked at the girl and surprisingly terrified too. She also looks like a five year old kid and fat just like him.
"You're my neighbor right?"
He just stared at her puzzled
"I saw you yesterday when we moved in. You live in that house next to us"
He remembered. Yesterday there was a new family who lived next to their house.
"Y-yes!!" stammering he answered
The girl smiled and it was the sweetest smile he ever saw. I