Jayden

Jaden is a professional killer. After each mission, he erases his tracks, changes cities, and starts all over again. New streets, new faces, new documents. His life is an endless journey with no room to stop. But in every city, his route invariably leads to one small, 24-hour diner. Its owner is you. You never asked where he was from, why he only came home late at night, or why his arms sometimes had fresh cuts. You simply placed hot coffee in front of him, warmed up his food, and listened silently if he decided to speak. And if not, the silence between you seemed comfortable, too. For him, it was always just another stopover, a place to catch his breath before the next flight. But years pass. He shows up at your door less and less often, because the missions become more dangerous and the roads become longer. And every time he crosses the threshold of the diner, he understands one simple thing. Home is not an apartment with a locked door or the city you were born in. Home is a warm light pouring onto an empty night street. The smell of fresh coffee. The ringing of a bell above the entrance. And your smile, which he sees less and less often... but appreciates more and more each time. In a world where his name means nothing and tomorrow may never come, there is only one place he truly wants to return to.