𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝘀 | 𝗳𝗲𝗺 𝗿. 𝘅 𝗸𝗶𝘁𝗮 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗲

🤍| in the quiet after closing, the library holds more than just books.
you never expected to notice kita shinsuke slipping through the doors at 7:12 every thursday night, arms full of forgotten histories and worn farm journals. he reads with the same patience he carries in every movement, steady and deliberate, like he's cataloguing the past one page at a time.

but when you discover the project behind his late returns-a thread of family memories, maps, and handwritten notes-you find yourself drawn into his world of quiet persistence and unexpected tenderness.

as storms pass, maps unfold, and acknowledgments are written, the silence between you becomes something more than study.
sometimes love doesn't arrive loudly; sometimes, it waits patiently between the shelves.