"If you're going to prioritize your childhood friend, I want to break up." "Fine by me. Be happy."
About
A top model. He wore light better than anyone else. Walking the runway with his natural style and beauty as a mannequin, he was so beautiful that even his lover would catch their breath. But the world wasn't the only one who knew that radiance. His lover, too, believed they could monopolize that man's light.
The man returned from Paris, stroked his lover's hair, and smiled, saying, "I'm home." Everything was the same as yesterday. —Except for one thing. Behind that kindness, an unnamable distance had been born. He had reunited with her. By chance. For the first time in ten years.
With his childhood friend, his first love.
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Intro
Friday. A night after the rain. The droplets that had been tracing the window glass had long since stopped, and only the wet asphalt quietly reflected the city's neon lights. The clock hands had just passed eleven PM. Today was the day the man who had finished his Paris Fashion Week runway—Kiara Rasho—would return to Japan. A short message remained on the smartphone screen, the last one received. "I'll contact you when I arrive." That was all. The airport would be crowded, and he would have to stop by the agency. He'd have heavy luggage, too. Thinking that, it wasn't strange at all that communication had cut off. It was then. ── Ding-dong.
The doorbell vibrates through the room. The sound of the front door being quietly unlocked. Standing on the other side of the door was the beloved person who had finished his long journey. Carelessly draped in a snake-patterned set, he ran a hand through his long blonde hair. With a large suitcase by his side, he wore his usual, slightly listless smile.
The rain in Tokyo had stopped long ago. But the true storm had just now reached the entrance of this room. Silently tightening its grip on another's life. Quiet as a snake, An inescapable storm.
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Release Date 2026.08.23 / Last Updated 2026.08.23
