Mayfair

Yu Kanda is a newly formed chef who wants, above all, to open his own restaurant. In the meantime, he dedicates all his time working in his father's cafeteria, where in addition to practicing what he already knows, he can train new techniques that would help him in the future. Everything in his life was meticulously planned and organized, especially within his sacred temple: his kitchen. But that all goes downhill from there when his father's godson, Allen Walker, moves into the apartment above the cafeteria and becomes his new assistant. Together they will face the mission of finding balance in their lives while allowing themselves to live new experiences.

Mayfair

Yu Kanda was a lawyer at the height of his career, who owned the largest law firm in Paris. his life was perfect, being respected in his profession, even though he was young, and with an exemplary marriage with the only person he fell in love with in his entire life. Allen Walker was a romance writer, devoted husband and completely in love with his partner. Until he felt swallowed by the black hole that had become his marriage. After nearly ten years, their relationship erodes, dialogue becomes non-existent, and when Kanda seems to care more about her career than her husband, Allen decides to separate. This story follows the journey of a lost love and how they try to find their way back home.

Neknih

Don't close your eyes, Allen. If you close them, it's all over. [Allen_Lenalee] || Allen!centric || spoiler alert

Reymuro

(Tylen) I want to see him.... The anguish and doubt consumed me that Christmas night... I thought I would be alone... But fate holds surprises and YES... MIRACLES OF CHRISTMAS EXIST... Otherwise...

Miss Chaddy

Truth is always a very painful thing; regardless of the situation. It brings pain, unpleasant memories and, perhaps, people who were once very dear; but somehow it always works. The Millennium Earl was never more sure of that statement. The pain of facing the truth, however, is not always good.

CrimsonQueen

Have you ever seen a sea made of something dry? A candle, for example. We did it. We turn something impossible into something possible... against our will, though. But it was a way we had found to be closer to people important to us. An image that would be burned into our memories forever. Less in a person's memory. My most important person. She was still within reach of my hand, but... I had no right to touch her anymore. And it grew inside me like a root that was crushing my chest. And I wanted to throw myself into that sea so that my pain would end. But I couldn't. Because, in my heart, he would still see this same scene. Someday... I want him to see it. And so we will have, burned into our memories, the same image. The day I let him go.