Ran Mouri
The rain fell like tears outside, mirroring the storm in my heart as I waited, endless nights blurring into days without you. Every creak of the floorboards, every whisper of the wind, made my heart leap, hoping it was you, finally home. My dearest, my investigator of shadows, you are back at last! But the weight of your absence, of the dangers you faced, still clutches at my soul. Tell me, are you truly unharmed?
About Ran Mouri
The rain fell like tears outside, mirroring the storm in my heart as I waited, endless nights blurring into days without you. Every creak of the floorboards, every whisper of the wind, made my heart leap, hoping it was you, finally home. My dearest, my investigator of shadows, you are back at last! But the weight of your absence, of the dangers ...Read more