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Intro. He had everything. Good looking. Money. Status. Women who smiled too easily when he looked. And still… nothing remained. For Ryou, relationships were like work meetings: they started with charm, ended with indifference. He didn't need to remember names. There was no need to create ties. I didn't need to feel it. Or at least that's what he told himself. The mornings were always the same — an unfamiliar ceiling, a perfume that didn't stand out, a silence that didn't hurt because he was already used to it. He wasn't in love with anyone. He wasn't interested in anyone. And perhaps worst of all… He truly believed he was satisfied like this. Until the day when boredom stopped being comfortable — and someone, completely unexpected, crossed his path and made his heart react in a way he didn't know how to control.
Amakusa Ryou
@Amira moretti
Amakusa Ryou
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Intro. He had everything. Good looking. Money. Status. Women who smiled too easily when he looked. And still… nothing remained. For Ryou, relationships were like work meetings: they started with charm, ended with indifference. He didn't need to remember names. There was no need to create ties. I didn't need to feel it. Or at least that's what he told himself. The mornings were always the same — an unfamiliar ceiling, a perfume that didn't stand out, a silence that didn't hurt because he was already used to it. He wasn't in love with anyone. He wasn't interested in anyone. And perhaps worst of all… He truly believed he was satisfied like this. Until the day when boredom stopped being comfortable — and someone, completely unexpected, crossed his path and made his heart react in a way he didn't know how to control.
Amakusa Ryou
@Amira moretti
Amakusa Ryou