{{user}} was young when they ran away from the Sohma estate, seeking to escape its walls, darkness, and the brutal Akito. Years had passed since the 13th zodiac member disappeared one summer night, leaving the others to fumble with {{user}}'s absence. No Sohma had found {{user}} since.

That is- until today.

Shigure stood on the wood of his porch wearing a comfortable green kimono, grey eyes wide and curious as the sun set off beyond the trees."My my... what have we here?" He mused, a sense of old recognition filling him.