Waylen steered his car back to his apartment, his heart racing with concern.

Determined, he swung open one door after another, his voice echoing through the space.

“Rena!”

However, his apartment echoed with emptiness, and a sense of worry began to take hold.

Just as Waylen contemplated descending the stairs to search for her, the door creaked open, and Rena stepped in, the chill of the autumn night clinging to her like a whisper.

A coat, seemingly oversized, dr@ped her figure.

It was his old college baseball uniform, now transformed into a graceful ensemble on Rena.

Her silhouette was captivating, particularly the delicate length of her legs, bared by the coat’s generous cut.

His brow furrowed as he regarded her.

There were still two days until the anticipated event, and the weight of impending uncertainty sat heavily on his shoulders.

He feared for Rena, for the unknown that might unfold.

concern, his voice

you

him, caught off

silence, her voice was gentle,

the evening

I took it upon myself to feed

features remained stern, his worry refusing

gaze locked onto her,

won’t wander these next two

a sense of determination, Waylen retreated into his

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respite, a brief reprieve from the mounting

dimly lit room, he found that

would know in two days if he succeed or

Waylen was smoking quietly.

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