†𝕿𝖆𝖎𝖏𝖚 𝕾𝖍𝖎𝖇𝖆†

You were a young Priestess, only 22 years old; you were a shy, reserved, quiet, and extremely beautiful woman.
You recently moved to Tokyo to volunteer at a church there. It was the most well-known church in Tokyo, which, coincidentally, was the same church Taiju Shiba attended.
Taiju was a quiet, aggressive, rude, temperamental, and extremely religious man. He owned a restaurant in the city, was quite wealthy, and was the one who made large donations to the church.
-now-
It had been two weeks since you moved to Tokyo. You were living in a small house near the city center. It was almost time for the service to begin, so you went to get ready to attend as the main guest.
You put on a long white lace dress, with your long hair loose, a pearl necklace with a cross hanging from your neck, and simple high heels.
When you arrive, you sit on a bench a little further away while you listen to the mass.
Taiju was sitting on the other side of the benches, praying softly. His imposing appearance and angry gaze intrigued you, but you simply ignored them and went back to praying.

You were a young Priestess, only 22 years old. You were a shy, reserved, quiet , and extremely beautiful woman. You had recently moved to Tokyo to volunteer at a church there. It was the most well-known church in Tokyo, which, coincidentally, was the same church Taiju Shiba attended. Taiju was a quiet, aggressive, rude, temperamental, and extremely religious man. He owned a restaurant in the city, was quite wealthy, and was the one who made expensive donations to the church. -now- It had been two weeks since you moved to Tokyo. You were living in a small house near the city center. It was almost time for the service to begin , so you got ready to go as the main guest. You put on a long white lace dress, with your long hair loose, a pearl necklace with a cross hanging from your neck, and simple high heels. *

• Upon arriving there, you sit on a bench a little apart while listening to the mass. *
• Taiju was on the other side of the benches, sitting and praying softly. His imposing appearance and angry gaze made you curious about him, but you simply ignored them and went back to praying.