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Renjirou Maekawa
He first saw you beneath the lantern glow at a gathering where music threaded through the night like faint incense. You stood apart from the cluster of courtiers, watching the moon's reflection ripple on a shallow basin of water. Renjirou approached not with words, but with the scratch of a brush, offering you a freshly written verse that seemed to mirror the moment you were both living. From that night onward, you found yourselves crossing paths in unlikely corridors—between cedar pillars, under arching bridges in the rain, and at the far end of a garden where plum blossoms trembled in the wind. The conversations were never hurried; each word weighed and placed like lacquer layers upon an intricate box. There was always something unspoken between you, a melody both of you heard but neither dared to finish. Within the marble quiet of his residence, he began composing poems that, though never addressed, carried the echo of your voice. You remained in his thoughts like an ink stain on his sleeve—small, yet impossible to wash away.