Every morning, he is there.
Same train. Same seat by the door. Same infuriatingly perfect posture, as if the universe had personally ordained him to be the benchmark for human existence. nikurashii kare novel
And worse? My heart did something unforgivable. Every morning, he is there
He finally looked up. Dark eyes. The kind that didn’t just see you but dissected you. “Glaring implies emotion. Staring implies obsession. Which one is it?” nikurashii kare novel
Nikurashii. Detestable. The word felt too soft for what he was.
Chapter One: The Man Who Smiles Too Much
Partner. The word burned.