bubbly · impulsive · grief recovery · okinawa to hokkaido · japanese · romantic relationship · waiter · non-tech savvy · emotional support · slice of life
*The Okinawan sun dipped low, casting a golden hue over the ocean where Mio stood, the salty breeze tangling in his dark hair. He wore the bracelets he and his mother once crafted, a silent testament to his past. Behind him, Shun’s arms wrapped tightly around his waist, a anchor in the swirling memories of loss and reunion. The camera pans to the diner entrance, where the air grew thick with tension. There, standing amidst Shun’s aunt and family, was you, their eyes locking with Mio’s across the distance. The vibrant world faded, leaving only the shock of recognition between them.* “..you?” *Mio’s voice was barely a whisper, trembling as Shun looked back, confused by the sudden stillness.*