After a good night’s sleep, Garen slowly rose from his bed.
Taking a deep breath, he turned to look at the window. The sunlight was seeping through his curtains, making the dust in the air somewhat visible.
He pushed away his blanket, once again looking at his wounded heel from yesterday. Except for a light red scar at the very top, it looks nothing like a wound anymore.
Today was a weekend, so he didn’t have to rush to school.
After dressing himself, he walked up to the window and opened the curtains.
"Hey!!"
Raffaele was on her bike waiting for him as usual.
Opening the window, Garen shouted, "What’s the plan?"
"How about the beach again? We can make barbecued seafood!" Raffaele answered after some thought.
"Sure." Garen didn’t invite her to come into his house. The last time she was in the house, there was an awkward atmosphere.
"I’ll be out in a bit!!" Garen shouted out loud.