Touya rubbed his eyes as he yawned with the back of his head against his pillow. His chest felt the pressure of his long lost childhood friend Touko’s head through his black t-shirt as he breathed in and out his mouth.
Under the covers of Touya’s bed they slept in together on a lazy morning in Nuvema Town, Touko had herself pressed against the boy’s left side of his torso with his left arm around her thin waist. Touya could feel her white t-shirt over waist. Her denim short shorts rubbed a little against the surface of his jeans as she adjusted herself to comfortably suit her head under his chin.
The boy smiled as he felt