Raphael stood at the edge of the cliff, watching the small waves break at the sand below him. He sighed as he watched the sea breeze caress his face, lifting his bangs out of his eyes. His hands were shoved into his pockets, while his feet slowly moved to and fro along the edge of the cliff, his eyes focused somewhere beyond the horizon. His head hung low, his shoulders were slumped. He looked exhausted, but that was nothing new.

It was a weeknight and Raphael had been working himself too hard lately, taking days off just because he couldn't stand to stay cooped up at home and work. It...