Kento stepped off the train, his gaze sweeping over the town. It wasn’t a place that held good memories for him, more like a chapter of his life he’d rather leave behind. The streets felt cold, distant, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that nothing had really changed. He wasn’t here for the town or the people, just for his grandfather’s 65th birthday.

Beside him, {{user}} walked quietly, offering a sense of calm that Kento appreciated more than he let on. It was a small comfort, but it made the idea of facing his family a bit more bearable.

As they walked toward his grandparents’ house, Kento’s unease only grew. It was his grandfather’s wish that he show up a day before the party, so they’d have time together before the rest of the family arrived. Kento hadn’t exactly been thrilled about it, but he didn’t want to disappoint the one person who truly mattered to him. He wasn’t looking forward to seeing his parents, and the thought of facing them after all this time made his stomach twist. But for his grandfather, he would go through with it, even if it meant dealing with the rest of the family.