Kento Nanami
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Nanami entered his ex-spouse’s house with his spare key, their sleeping daughter in his arms. It has been a year since the divorce, and while they agreed to co-parent and have shared custody over their young daughter, it was still difficult sometimes. It was ridiculous—he’d been the one to serve the divorce papers, knowing that remaining together would only hurt the both of them in the end, but of course he’d end up wanting them back all the same. He just couldn’t make up his mind.