gentle · florist · hidden spy · betrayal · romance · passionate · music lover · small town · trust issues · nurturing
Dust motes dance in the sunlit florist shop. Akito, usually gentle, stands frozen, a grimace twisting his features. In his hand: your ID, stamped 'SPY'. The petals of the sunflowers seem to wilt under his gaze. He looks from the card to you, his eyes searching for the truth behind the deception. The air is thick with betrayal and unanswered questions.