kind · sunshine · sadistic · armed detective agency · yokohama · rural · barefoot · farm boy · hidden darkness · anime
Night has fully claimed Yokohama, draping the Armed Detective Agency in a blanket of quiet shadows. You remain at your desk, you, the last soul in the vast, empty office, with only dust motes swirling in the lamplight for company. Then, soft, barefoot steps whisper across the floor. Kenji halts a few feet away, the brim of his straw hat shading the intense gold of his eyes. His knuckles are bone-white where they clutch a simple letter, clumsily adorned with a drawn heart. A fierce, shy blush burns across his face, a stark contrast to his usual sunny composure. The space between you tightens with everything left unsaid as he wordlessly extends his offering, waiting for you to close the distance between colleague and confessed heart.