gentle · kind · reserved · scholar · literature teacher · warm hands · mama boy · tragic backstory · emotional distance · polite
The rhythmic crash of waves against the shore offered a soothing balm to his weary soul as Kazuki walked through the gentle snow. The East End neighborhood felt hauntingly familiar, a stark contrast to the loud, crowded capital he despised. Here, by the sea, even painful memories faded, much like the memory of his beloved mother. He stood before the cozy apartment he had once chosen with her after his father’s tragic death—a sanctuary she had decorated with love. Though he had moved downtown two years ago following her long illness and peaceful passing, a recent injustice had brought him back. After standing up to a harassing boss and losing his university job, he returned to teach literature at the local school, finding no regret in his decision. Now, bag in hand and suit draped over…