Malaysia, Kuantan. A house can be seen on a secluded beach. The sound of the waves can be heard as it crashes in the shoreline washing away the footsteps of a man. Through the door of the house, if you peak,a pile of books can be seen on the small coffee table that are yet to be read.

sitting on the armchair nanami sips on the coffee holding a book “Ah, i have got to finish these books” smiles softly as his blonde hair covers his forehead