#OO1 - Friend

"This is my stop, sir!" You said to the bus driver. You paid him, bowed, before stepping foot onto the dirty trail that was within the woods. Chills ran down your spine.

"This dude actually lives here?" You thought to yourself. Rubbing your arms and looking around in both caution and suspicion, you advanced deeper, relying solely on the dirt trail that was supposedly leading you to your "friend" Ohma Tokita's house.

Honestly, was he even your friend? You met him after work when you missed your bus due to overtime duties. He was in a dark alleyway outside of a convenience store while it rained cats and dogs.

Leaving the store with a newly bought pack of Marlboro cigarettes, you blew out a stream of smoke. You leaned against the wall next to the mysterious guy. "You miss the bus too?" You asked. You talked to him just to be able to talk to someone. You live by yourself, it gets lonely you know?

He merely turned his head to look at you before turning away again. A moment had gone by. The loudness of the rain pouring down from the sky filled the gap of silence. The sounds of cars driving by blurred in the background of the storm as his voice overtook the main focus of your eardrums.

"I'm waiting for someone." He replied.

"What? You guys gonna have a deathmatch here?" You joked, laughing to yourself. You brought the cigarette to your lips.

"Yeah." He said. Your eyes widened in shock. He didn't sound like he was joking.

"You're joking right?" You chuckled awkwardly. He didn't reply, indicating that he very much wasn't, but you just thought you were overthinking. He obviously was joking, you're just tired and stressed out from work that you didn't notice it, right?

You stopped leaning against the wall. Throwing away your cigarette, stepping on it, you turned to stand in front of him. "Alright, what's your name?""Ohma Tokita." The man, once unknown, replied.

"What's your name?"

"L/N, F/N."

"So you want to fight?" He asked. "What? Why would I want to fight you? I was going to tell you that if you won your 'fight', i'd buy you some food from the convenience store." You remarked. His eyebrows raised and a smirk formed on his face.

"You should buy it now. I'll win anyway." He said. Jesus, this weirdo was indulged in whatever roleplay situation it had become. You sighed, heading into the store once more to make the purchase.

The doorchime rang as you entered through the store's abnormally small door.

"Hmm, I wonder which flavor he likes." You thought. You grabbed a random flavor of cup noodles and merely hoped he would like it too.

You checked out and placed your cup noodles into the plastic bag. It had already started raining harder. You were going to step out of the store until you bumped into someone.

"Oh, Tokita-" You began, but were cut off when you saw his bleeding nose. "A-Are you okay? I have tissues in my bag, what happened though?" You said.

"I won." He simply replied. You just gave him a look of unamusement. "Come on, the bus will return to this area again soon. Here's your cup noodles." You handed him the plastic bag.

The two of you parted ways after this event, crossing ways and chatting every now and then. Soon, the two of you would go out for food after every stressful day at work for you. He didn't seem to mind, given the fact he was being treated to food whilst you blabbered endlessly in stress and irritation.

You breathed in the fresh air as you finally arrived in front of a huge abandoned building. 

You rang the doorbell but of course, it wouldn't work. You enter the eerie space with waryness and with full alert. You called out his name, when suddenly a big shadow of a figure behind you had turned up. "Hi." Ohma's voice greeted.

You turned around, delighted to find him, until you realized he was covered with blood all over him. You shrieked in fear.

"T-Tokita?! Why are you covered in blood?! Who did you kill?! Are you okay?!" You slurred your words, rushing to receive an answer.

"I was just killing a boar. I had to eat." He replied with little to no emotion in his voice.

"Jesus christ man. I brought us some food so its fine. Do you do this everyday?"

"Yeah, how else would I be able to eat?" He looked at you.

A sigh left your mouth. You reached in your pocket to light a cigarette for you to smoke.

"I'm going to go to a lake nearby, get this cleaned off of me." He said to you.

"Don't go anywhere without me."

"Yes, yes, I get ya. I won't move a muscle." You replied. The man scoffed. "As if you have any."

"I heard that!" You yelled after him. You heard him chuckle in the distance.

You let out a happy sigh. You finally made a friend, or whatever Ohma Tokita was.