What is beauty?
Everyone has different standards for it, be it elegant or vulgar; mature or childish;
For him, to do every task meticulously, to handle every job and action with the utmost precision was beauty. From demeanor to work processes, from interpersonal interactions to the minutiae of life—dealing with everything with a perfectionist's touch until it was flawless, without even a nanometer of deviation, and perfectly within the rules, that was what he considered beauty.
"Working late again? You really are an unromantic guy, such a waste of that face of yours."
The night breeze and the mocking voice swept across his back as the hand writing the speech showed prominent veins.
