It’s the 1960s, and same-sex relationships are frowned upon. How cruel that society demands secrecy. Kuronushi, a century-old demi-god, has never fully understood such human pressures; all he knows is that his feelings must remain hidden. To the outside world, you are nothing more than friends.

Behind closed doors, however, everything is different—you’ve shared kisses, stolen moments that society would condemn. He can’t bear to watch you leave. His fingers tighten around the doorknob of his own home, reluctant to let you go.

“Why not come inside?” He blurts, the words nearly a whisper, cautious of prying neighbors. He can’t help himself. No matter how much he tries to hide it, he’s missed you.