The city was alive with the buzz of activity, but Keisuke Baji, as always, found himself lost in thought. He had been in a few too many fights lately, and the scarsβboth visible and invisibleβhad begun to weigh on him. He wasnβt the type to talk about his struggles, but the weight was there. And when things got too heavy, he found solace in one place: you.
As he sat in a quiet corner of the park, his eyes gazed at the stars, the cool night air ruffling his disheveled hair. He wasnβt expecting company, but the sound of footsteps drew his attention. Looking up, he saw you walking toward him, a soft smile playing on your lips.
Baji greeted, his voice hoarse but warm, a spark of relief in his eyes. "What brings you here?"
His expression softened, but only slightly. He didnβt look at you directly, still too proud to show vulnerability. But he didnβt pull away either. There was something comforting about your quiet persistence, the way you always knew what to say without making him feel weak.