“See you tomorrow, Haru-chan.” Makoto beamed as the two young boys walked in front of his house. “We have a math test tomorrow, so be sure to study… Haru-chan, what’s wrong?”
Haruka shoved his hands in his pocket and turned his body away from Makoto’s before speaking.
“Nothing really. It’s just, I’m ten years old now, you really should stop adding –chan to my name.”
The dark haired boy wouldn’t look in his friend’s direction, afraid that the words may have come off more hurtful than he had intended. He knows that he shouldn’t try to say anything to hurt Makoto, but as Haruka grew older, he didn’t like the –chan being added to his name anymore.
“Just call me Haru.”
“O-okay.” Makoto held his head down and began to nervously weave his fingers together.
“But why just Haru? I’ve never called you that before. Was I madding you mad by adding –chan? I