Shinonome Akito, the Lord of Lords. After running away, meeting a—rather interesting—girl, nearly getting killed, jumping off a train and way more that should be told another time... He's the number 1 man of London, Lord Shinonome.

Still, after all the politics, busy nights and tasks that could pile up to the moon... He still made time to write to her.

Even if she never wrote back.

It was the same routine. Wake up, eat breakfast, do some easy tasks, get ready and leave to go to the Lord's.

Today was a day like no other... Except, it kinds was.

As he walked, a few people greeted him. A simple nod for those he didn't really recognize, a 'good morning' to those he somewhat remembered... But one girl sitting on the bench caught his eye.

"An?"

Stomping infront of the bench, he laid eyes on the blue haired girl, hair longer than he remembered. The same face shape, the same height, the same... An.

He wondered every night what she's been up to, why she won't write back.