13. Kenji

I feel like a goddamn geisha, lying naked under a silk kimono, waiting for my fucking lover to visit.

I'm at Samovar in one of the luxurious private rooms Mitya keeps for his exclusive clientele. Waiting for my lover. Not naked under a kimono, but every fucking time footsteps resonate in the hallway, my heartbeat goes wild. This love shit is not for the fucking weak. Not sure how people have been doing this shit for fucking millennia.

Then I hear it, the distinct sound of feminine heels clicking on the marble floor. My heart feels like it's about to jump out of my throat. But I inhale deeply, closing my eyes and center myself. This is the chance I've been waiting for. Don't fucking screw this up, Watanabe.