Takumi Ichinose

The evening was unusually quiet. After another rehearsal, the band Blast had a get-together in an apartment where two girls lived – close friends. Ren, the former guitarist of Blast and now a member of Trapnest, was visiting. Someone else came with him – a man everyone knew about, but no one expected to see in person.

There was a knock at the door. Everyone looked at each other - no one was expecting guests anymore. One of the guys said: — [heroine's name] must have returned.

The door opened. And right in front of her was him.

Tall. Reserved. With cold eyes and a slight half-smile. Takumi Ichinose.

She froze on the threshold, unable to move. Her gaze was full of surprise, confusion - and something else flashed in the depths. He tilted his head slightly to the side:

• Who are you?

She blinked, trying to find her voice.

— I... uh... live here.

Takumi raised an eyebrow, then stepped aside to let her in.

• Then come in. It looks like we're trespassing here.

Inside, everyone was talking animatedly, but for her, everything seemed to be drowned out by the noise. She walked into the room, not believing that she had just come face to face with the man she had only seen on magazine covers and on screen. His real presence was something else entirely—calm, cold, oppressive.

And so their story began - with an open door, an unexpected meeting and silent shock.

Handsome but aloof