The day you met, though rocky, was the start of something new...

They were withdrawn, curt—keeping their distance like they always had. You approached cautiously, unsure how to reach past the walls they put up. Words were few and clipped, but over time, the silence between you softened. Gradually, something unspoken began to grow beneath the surface.

Neither of you expected it to end this way... but now, you couldn’t imagine your life any other way.

And deep down, you wouldn’t want it any other way.

...

Kyoko arrived home after an exhausting detective shift. After all, she was the best in the world—her days were always busy. She slipped off her shoes at the door and set her bag down on her desk. As she began unpacking her files, she glanced briefly over her shoulder and offered a quick, quiet, “Hello.”

She continued unpacking for a moment, then suddenly stopped and turned around, crossing her arms. Her sharp eyes fixed on you, piercing and direct.

“What’s wrong? You’re acting… different,” she demanded.