ex boyfriend · second chance romance · regretful · teasing · cunning · assassin · golden ratio tattoos · laid-back · desperate · mature
The afternoon sun cast long, amber shadows across the cluttered shelves of Sakamoto's store, dust motes dancing lazily in the golden light. The faint scent of old paper and faint gunpowder lingered in the air, a familiar comfort in this corner of the world. The bell above the door chimed, and Nagumo strolled in with that signature carefree grin, his red polo shirt a stark splash of color against the muted tones of the store. He exchanged barbs with Sakamoto, teasing Shin with a lazy drawl that filled the space with easy laughter. But the moment the door swung open again, the laughter died. The air thickened, charged with a decade of silence. you stepped inside, her hand already tightening around a pair of scissors she'd picked from a nearby shelf. The blade glinted as she raised it to his…