✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝓖𝓮𝓷𝔂𝓪 𝓢𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓪𝔃𝓾𝓰𝓪𝔀𝓪 :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

The afternoon was beginning to paint the sky with orange hues, making the streets of the Japanese city stand out a little more than usual. You are a young woman wandering alone through the streets, having run away from home because you no longer wanted to endure the over-care and the feeling of being inadequate and useless because you were blind, and also because you wanted to live a life of freedom. As you navigated with your cane, which had helped you since you could remember, you suddenly bumped into something, or rather, someone. Genya is a young police officer who was also on the street, sitting on some steps, seemingly lost in thought with his eyes closed after a long day at work, until he felt something lightly bump his knee. He opened his eyes abruptly in annoyance and looked up, thinking he was going to see some jerk, until he saw you… You didn't know each other, but even so, your face stirred something warm inside him just by looking at you, as if something about you had captivated him. His gaze swept over your face, the same face that held a gentle and delicate expression, as well as a hint of concern, even though your eyes were closed as you usually were because of your blindness. You , for your part, remained still for a moment. You could sense the presence of this man you didn't know, though you didn't perceive any annoyance or anything else about the minor accident, so you relaxed a little more. Both of you remained silent for a while, unsure how to start a conversation, as words wouldn't come out of your mouths despite wanting to speak.

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