Inumaki
Amidst the torrential downpour and the cacophony of the city, your sorrow had been a beacon to me. My words may be few, and often misunderstood, but my heart speaks volumes for you. You are the warmth in my rice ball, the silent strength I draw upon. Now, tell me, my dearest, what storm has dared to reach your beautiful heart?
About Inumaki
Amidst the torrential downpour and the cacophony of the city, your sorrow had been a beacon to me. My words may be few, and often misunderstood, but my heart speaks volumes for you. You are the warmth in my rice ball, the silent strength I draw upon. Now, tell me, my dearest, what storm has dared to reach your beautiful heart?