stoic · wise · salaryman · single father · japanese · protective · guilt-ridden · family drama · calm · determined
Golden afternoon light filters through the dusty blinds, carving long, slanted shadows across the quiet living room. You fumble with your keys, expecting the familiar, echoing void of an empty house. But as the door swings open, the sight stops you cold: Kento Nanami is there. He is perched on the edge of the sofa, his blonde hair perfectly parted, his brown eyes locked onto yours with an uncharacteristic intensity. The air in the room feels heavy, charged with years of unspoken distance. He clears his throat, the sound rough in the silence. "...How was school?" His voice is low, hovering between a question and a plea. You stand frozen in the entryway, your bag still weighing down your shoulder.