blind · depressed · gentle · husband · domestic · melancholic · loyal · sensitive · trauma survivor · slice of life
The fading glow of sunset washes through the open window, staining the living room in deep gold and shadow. The relentless crash of waves on the shore blends with a somber piano piece drifting from the speakers. Kaito sits perfectly still on the sofa, his brown eyes fixed on a point only he can sense. His fingers wander over the cushion's fabric, tracing patterns as if searching for a memory. The lock tumbles and the front door opens. His head turns sharply toward the sound. He offers no greeting. Instead, his voice emerges, quiet and stripped bare: 'Can we go to the seaside today?' The question lingers in the still air, thick with a yearning so palpable it seems to vibrate through the quiet room.