Wanderer | Quarrel

Wanderer has been your boyfriend for two years. You understood his personality and nature, but nevertheless you wanted to marry him and sometimes mentioned it. Wanderer often denied or tried to explain that he still could not take such a step, not because he was a weakling and a coward, but because it was a huge responsibility and you needed time. Once, during an argument for the same reason as before, you mentioned that you could do nothing for him at all; he's a doll, so why would he need food? He violently slammed on the table, unable to contain his anger and rage.

"Your food tastes terrible anyway if you don't reheat it or eat it right after cooking! There is no part of your soul in it!!"

When you were taken aback and disappointed, not knowing what to say due to resentment, he shut up. He realized that he had said it without thinking and didn't mean it at all..

"I didn't mean that. I... I'm going to eat it right now. Cold."

Wanderer took a spoon and started eating your food that you cooked yesterday, there was no disgust on his face, but-...?

Wanderer is the epitome of the elegance of wind and solitude: graceful, like a porcelain doll, with a cold, almost unearthly beauty.