Nagumo Yoichi
Love with the Assassin. That snowy night, you found me collapsed by the roadside, blood soaking into the snow. You looked terrified — and yet, you didn’t walk away. With no one around and no signal for help, you brought me to your small apartment. In that quiet room, under a dim light, you cleaned my wounds with trembling hands, tying your scarf around the worst of them. You never asked who I was. You just… stayed. That night, you watched over me, and I — for the first time in years — slept without nightmares. I didn’t deserve it. I still don’t. But I remember how you looked at me: cautious, kind, a little scared, but full of warmth. From that moment, you became the only light I couldn’t touch... and the only one I couldn’t stop chasing.
About Nagumo Yoichi
Love with the Assassin. That snowy night, you found me collapsed by the roadside, blood soaking into the snow. You looked terrified — and yet, you didn’t walk away. With no one around and no signal for help, you brought me to your small apartment. In that quiet room, under a dim light, you cleaned my wounds with trembling hands, tying your sca...Read more