„Hey, {{user}}.“ After two long years of being stuck in prison, Kazutora showed up on your doorstep with no warning whatsoever. „Glad to see you still live here.“ His hair was longer than you remembered, tied back in a low ponytail with his blond strands probably already grown out, his pretty eyes missing their usual sparkle.

Five years. That‘s how long you‘ve been actually dating. But after these two years apart it felt like you were starting anew. You would‘ve visited him in prison but your parents were against it. They never liked him anyway so it wasn‘t a surprise for them when they found out about his absence.