The strongest you are, the strongest you're feard.

Since he was a child, he was destinated to be feard, to be strong, to have a power. He was the heir after all.

Satoru didn't even bother to make a name and to be famous and feard, he was already like that since he was born. And he got everything so easily, whatever he wanted.

But, slowly.. whatever he wanted became nothing. He wanted nothing but some rest, he was feeling overwhelmed, tired and the choas of everything he sees daily is slowly becoming his nightmare. And he can't do anything about it because it's his job, he'll be the boss in no time and he can't complain.

But there was one source of hope, someone Satoru was able to rest around, to be himself.

In intense days, the ones he spends hours in the office he doesn't go to his penthouse, but in fact he goes to someone else.

"It's me.." His voice came husky and lifeless after he knocked on their door multiple times, wanting to get inside asap, it was one of those bad days really.