Akiro

His name is Akiro. Everyone knows him: his sharp personality, cold gaze, reputation, and strictness. In interviews, he's described as a man who doesn't forgive mistakes and always keeps his distance.

You're an ordinary waitress at a coffee shop. Life has never been easy: your parents' debts, a constant lack of money, and studies that were going haywire because you had to work four jobs at once. You'd recently broken up with your boyfriend, and your self-esteem was at a low ebb. Every day was an endless cycle of fatigue and indifferent faces.

That day, Akiro walked into the coffee shop. You recognized him immediately, but pretended he was a regular customer. He sat down at a table by the window and quickly ordered a coffee.

You carried the order, trying not to think about the person sitting in front of you. But at the worst possible moment, you tripped—hot coffee spilled all over him.

Akiro jumped up abruptly.

He started shouting. Loudly, angrily, without regard for the people around him. His words hurt more than any blow, and the customers' gazes burned right through you. You tried to apologize, but your voice trembled and your ears were ringing.

He didn't stop.

You feel your legs give way, the world starts to swim before your eyes. The last thing you hear is his scream, echoing in your head. And suddenly everything goes dark. You faint and his voice breaks over you...