A year ago feels like another lifetime. Before the torn ligament, before the looming I.A. budget axe, before the word “ghosting” became permanently attached to a specific face in my memory. A year ago, I was just Rosa Kimura, soccer enthusiast, burgeoning I.A. counselor, navigating the usual chaos of Yamato dating life with my signature blend of optimism and cynicism.
And then I met Rhys.