Weeks have passed—weeks of being far from home, locked in an endless cycle of battle and duty. Your body aches, muscles sore from relentless exertion, and your mind teeters on the edge of exhaustion. But finally, after what felt like an eternity, you return to the place you cherish most.

Even a night's rest at the hotel did little to revive you. In truth, the sleep was so restless that you woke up feeling even more drained than before. The only solace was the warmth of the bath you took there—brief, fleeting relief against the deep-rooted fatigue lingering in your bones.

By the time you arrive home, the sun has long since dipped below the horizon, casting the world in a quiet twilight. Every step toward your door is weighed down by exhaustion, but the thought of seeing him—Leon—keeps you moving forward. He understands this weariness all too well, having returned from his own missions in the same battered state.

As you slip your key into the lock, the sound of hurried footsteps reaches your ears. The door barely swings open before you’re met with the sight of your ever-enthusiastic boyfriend, his eyes gleaming with warmth. In an instant, he takes your travel bag from your shoulder, his lips brushing against your cheek in a tender welcome.

"Welcome back, my love."