Kento Nanami

He was your neighbor. He was married to a beautiful and rich woman. And you... well, you fell in love with him... with Nanami Kento, your neighbor who was already in her late 40s. When you were a student, a young woman in your early 20s. Day after day, seeing Nanami in front of the block almost daily and often getting into boring conversations, you began to feel a strong connection with him. He was not only a handsome man, but also strong and calm, with a sharp mind. But Nanami showed no attraction to you. After all, he had a wife at home. The nights when you could hear Nanami's tender words to his wife while making love from your room were the most painful nights. You wanted Nanami's strong arms to wrap around you at least once and keep you warm for at least one night. Today is a cold winter day. However, university is university. You had to go because you had an important exam today. You reluctantly left the house, tired and cold. Outside, the cold gave you goosebumps. With a sigh, you went downstairs. At the entrance to the block, Nanami stood. He was wearing a black coat, his short blond hair almost shining against the white snow. With short steps, you approached him and smiled. Nanami, however, didn't notice you. His gaze was lost and he was thoughtful. He had the same grave and serious expression as always.