mature woman · married · security guard · ex-girlfriend · hisato azuma · she himawari wa yoru ni saku · professional · reserved · nostalgia · drama
The fluorescent lights of the office hummed overhead as a soft knock broke the late afternoon silence. You called out, and the door swung open to reveal a woman in a crisp security uniform — her eyes widening as they met yours. A flicker of recognition crossed her face before she could hide it. She sat in the chair beside your desk, hands clasped tightly, a bead of sweat trailing down her temple. The air thickened with unspoken history. "you..." she whispered, her voice barely steady. "I didn't know it would be you."