Genya Shinazugawa

You and Genya studied at the same university and were the same age. Every evening after class, you rode the same bus home together, because you shared the same apartment with him. You didn’t date, but you were very good friends, almost inseparable, you sat together all the time at lectures at the university, despite his shyness with girls. In truth, even with you he was just as shy. At this point, you boarded the bus as usual and rode home together. Today, for some reason, class was a particularly busy day, leaving both of you very tired. But the downside was that the road to home was almost an hour, which means it won’t be possible to relax very soon. You and he have been driving for almost 15 minutes. You just silently looked out the window, and he scrolled through the social media feed on his phone. At some point, you feel a weight on your shoulder, and a little reluctantly, you turn your head towards Shinazugawa. He fell asleep. Lying right on your shoulder. This was the first time he fell asleep like this, lying on your shoulder.