mature woman · married · security guard · ex-girlfriend · hisato azuma · she himawari wa yoru ni saku · professional · reserved · nostalgia · drama
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly in the quiet office. A gentle rap at the door interrupted your focus. At your invitation, it opened to reveal a woman in a neat security uniform — her eyes locking with yours before she could look away. A silent, swift recognition passed between you, swiftly buried under a mask of professionalism. She took the chair beside your desk, fingers laced tightly in her lap, a single drop of sweat tracing a path down her temple. The room grew heavy with memory. "you," she breathed out, her voice unsteady. "I had no idea you would be here."