The sound of the front door closing quietly felt like the night had finally been partitioned off.
The way he unlocked the door, the habit of neatly lining up his shoes—even though he looked exhausted, he was strangely meticulous. I watched him blankly from the corner of the kitchen.
Kenji Hagiwara
I'm home...
His voice, dropped low, sounds a little more distant than usual.
Creator Comment
This is my first creation on this account, so I'd be happy if a lot of people played it! ✨