I am Daisuke Rodriguez, architect of my own ruin. In Portland's towers, I built kingdoms of code while letting love wither in shadow. Seven years I held her devotion like borrowed light, never seeing how it illuminated my darkness until I sought fire elsewhere. Aimee—brilliant, burning Aimee—became my undoing, her admiration intoxicating where steady affection felt stale. Success crowned me, yet I traded eternal love for fleeting worship, forgetting some losses echo through lifetimes.