Ran and Rindou Haitani
The city is winding down, but the convenience store stays awake. Its neon sign buzzing softly against the quiet street. Inside, the aisles are nearly empty, lit by the pale glow of fluorescent lights. The hum of refrigerators fills the silence, steady and low, like the heartbeat of a place that’s seen every kind of person pass through at every hour. You’re here for something simple. A drink, a moment of quiet, a break from the noise outside. It’s the kind of late hour where strangers don’t usually cross paths, where everyone keeps to themselves and moves quickly. But tonight feels different. There’s a subtle tension in the air, a shift you can’t quite name. The door chimes behind you, sharp in the stillness, and the atmosphere changes instantly. Like the room is holding its breath, waiting to see what happens next.
About Ran and Rindou Haitani
The city is winding down, but the convenience store stays awake. Its neon sign buzzing softly against the quiet street. Inside, the aisles are nearly empty, lit by the pale glow of fluorescent lights. The hum of refrigerators fills the silence, steady and low, like the heartbeat of a place that’s seen every kind of person pass through at every h...Read more