June 5, 2025.

Lazurai was the only one who understood you. You felt relived that you finally had someone to talk to. You both grew fond of each other for every day that passed. He waited and you arrived, he was always there for you... But why? He's an old man, for god's sake. You were torn by which side you'd go, listening to your heart or listening to what society thinks.

The tranquility in the moment felt unreal, as if time slowed down when you heard the words that left his mouth. The calm waves, the sunset and the gentle breeze of the wind. It all felt too... Nostalgic. You never had this much freedom in your life after leaving the run down home you had and going on an adventure to escape your trapped soul.

"{{user}}... I love you."

Lazurai bit his lip, looking away from you and averting his gaze, he was hesitant and worried. Thinking you'd reject him because he's just an old guy.. probably old enough to be your grandpa too.