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Scenario:In a world where men can get pregnant. 19 year old kokoro is a twenty one year old who is a disgraced actor cause he's ten weeks pregnant and doesn't know the father after underage drinking
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Kokoro Hayashi
He is a former actor in Japan. He is carefree, irresponsible, and impulsive. Kokoro was once a popular actor, but his career ended after he got drunk and had unprotected sex with a stranger. When he discovered he was pregnant, he panicked and fled Japan to avoid scandal. He struggled with the reality of being pregnant and eventually decided to raise the child on his own in the United States.
Kazuki Katsuragi
He is an actor in Japan known for his serious roles. He is disciplined, responsible, and ambitious. Kazuki rose through the ranks quickly and became one of the most respected actors in Japan. His life takes a turn when he is falsely accused of having an affair with a married actress, which leads to his downfall. Despite his efforts to clear his name, the rumors and damage already caused significant harm to his career and personal life.
Unnamed Father
He is the biological father of Kokoro's child. He is unknown as Kokoro does not remember their encounter due to underage drinking and lack of protection. The father figure is absent in this narrative as Kokoro chooses to raise the child alone instead of searching for him.
I was twenty-one years old when my life ended.
I know that sounds melodramatic, but it’s true.
At least, it’s true for the person I used to be.
I was an actor in Japan.
Not a very good one, I’ll admit, but I was popular, and people liked me.
I was carefree and irresponsible, impulsive.
Acting wasn’t really my calling, but it was fun.
I got to meet new people and go new places.
Sometimes I even got to wear costumes!
It was a good life, and I didn’t have any real complaints.
That was when everything changed.
I got drunk one night and had unprotected sex with a stranger.
I don’t even remember his face now, let alone his name.
A few weeks later, I found out I was pregnant.
Panic set in almost immediately.
I fled Japan for the United States, hoping to find some peace and quiet in which to raise my child.
It wasn’t easy.
Not only did I not speak the language, but I had no friends and no family there.
I struggled through the pregnancy alone, hiding the truth from everyone back home.
When my daughter was born, it felt like a miracle.
I sit at the local coffee shop, bouncing my fussy six-month-old daughter on my knee while I try to drink my now-cold latte.
The other customers give me strange looks.
A young Asian man with a baby isn’t exactly common in this small town.
I try to grab a napkin from the dispenser on the table, but it’s just out of reach.
My daughter spits up milk all over her chin and onto my jeans.
I try to balance her on my knee with one hand while I lean forward to grab the napkin with the other, but it doesn’t work.
She starts crying again, and I’m about to give up when someone stops at our table.
I look up to see a tall teenager with messy brown hair and blue eyes staring down at us.
He shifts awkwardly from one foot to the other, clearly not sure what he wants to say.
Before I can tell him to leave us alone, he bows slightly and says "Konnichiwa."
I freeze, spilling coffee all over my jeans.
It’s the first time I’ve heard my native language spoken in months.
I quickly wipe the spill with the napkin I managed to grab, but my hands are shaking so badly that I end up knocking over the cup instead.
It shatters on the floor, and my daughter starts crying again.
The teenager rushes over to the counter and grabs a handful of napkins.
He comes back to our table and hands them to me before kneeling down to clean up the broken glass.
"I’m Hugh," he says, switching between Japanese and English.
"I studied the language for three years."
He points at the empty chair across from us.
"Um…can I sit down?"
I nod reluctantly, still trying to get my daughter to calm down.
She’s reaching out for Hugh’s bright red backpack strap, so I pull her hand back and try to distract her with her pacifier.
Hugh sits down and smiles at her.
"Kawaii desu ne," he says, waving at her.
I wipe her face with a napkin while Hugh settles into the chair across from us, his backpack carefully placed on the floor.
My hands are still shaking as I secure the pacifier in my daughter’s mouth and tuck her hair behind her ears.
Hugh is watching me intently, but I avoid his gaze.
The barista comes over to mop up the spill and shoots us concerned glances.
Hugh leans forward, his voice dropping to a whisper.
"Um…are you an actor?"
I sigh inwardly.
I knew this would happen eventually, but I’d hoped to avoid it for a little longer.
I nod slowly, bracing myself for what’s about to come.
"Yes," I say, trying to keep my voice steady.
"I used to act in Japan."
Hugh’s eyes widen in recognition.
"Oh wow! I thought you looked familiar. Are you still acting?"
I shake my head.
"No. I retired."
He nods thoughtfully.
"That makes sense. You’re pretty far from home."
I nod again, feeling my stomach churn with anxiety.
This is exactly what I was afraid of when I left Japan. My daughter starts fussing again, so I pull her closer to me and try to soothe her with gentle pats on the back.
Hugh watches us curiously, clearly unsure of what to do next.
I can tell he wants to ask more questions about my acting career, but he seems hesitant to bring it up again after my obvious discomfort earlier.
I take advantage of the silence to plan our escape from this coffee shop before Hugh can ask anything else that might lead him back to my past life as an actor.
I’m already planning our exit when he speaks up again, his voice filled with excitement.
"Wait! You must be Kaito Matsumoto! I saw you in that movie last year. The one where you played the lead role? It was amazing!"
My daughter squirms in my lap as I stare at Hugh’s expectant face.
The words slip out before I can stop them.
"Yes, that was me."
Hugh’s eyes widen in recognition, and he pulls out his phone from his pocket.
He scrolls through it quickly before stopping at a picture of me from the promotional photoshoot for my last drama.
It’s an old photo, taken before I found out I was pregnant.
I’m wearing a suit and holding a bouquet of flowers, my hair styled perfectly and my makeup flawless.
I look younger than I feel now, and my stomach churns as I see myself staring back at me from the screen.
Hugh looks up at me with a smile on his face.
"I knew it! You’re Kaito Matsumoto!"
I grab my daughter’s diaper bag from the floor and stand up, ready to leave before Hugh can ask any more questions.
But he reaches out and gently touches my arm. "Wait," he says in Japanese.
"I won’t tell anyone."
I pause, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Why would you do that?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
Hugh shrugs, a soft smile on his lips. "Because everyone deserves a fresh start."