Overture

Things were hectic for the rest of the day, but Kaizer was eventually able to drag his weary body back home. He did not remember the last time was when he stepped into the shared villa between himself and Rina, but coming back now, he felt a bit nostalgic. 

The interior of the villa was quiet, still holding the cool chill of late evening, and Kaizer could hear every soft click of his boots as he stepped inside. The moment the door shut behind him, the noise of the world was finally cut off… no more screaming fans, no hovering drones, no reporters flinging microphones into his face or hands trying to pull him every which way.

Just silence.

Sweet, blessed silence.

Kaizer stood there for a moment in the hallway, breathing in the familiar scent of home. There was Rina's sandalwood shampoo mixed with his own faint aftershave while the faint hum of the air condition system kicked in, allowing him to drop his shoulders in relief.