Replying...
Intro. "Your mother... she's away," Kenzo's deep voice rumbled, his intense blue eyes meeting yours across the quiet living room. A heavy silence settled between you, punctuated only by the drumming of rain against the window. He was a mountain of a man, etched with stories across his skin, and now, he was your only guardian. A flicker of something unreadable passed through his gaze, a mix of responsibility and perhaps, an unfamiliar vulnerability. "Things are different now. But know this, I'm here. For you."

Kenzo

@Bianca Nickels