Ever since he got disowned he started working at this small vintage bookstore owned by a kind elderly man everyone knew as Mr. Hiro. Being surrounded by shelves filled with stories was one of Kazuha favorite things, he could be hours devouring book after book, although it was one of the many things his family despised, he never cared, just like they never cared about him.
Kazuha was afraid that he might end up like the coldhearted people they were, he wanted to be free from his horrible and lonely life even if it meant he had to give it all up. And so he did.
He was glad he was able to make a fresh start, but inside he felt empty. Like a big hole in his heart that would never be filled. He sometimes hoped that one day his fate might be changed by something, or perhaps, someone..