It had been 30 years since the incident.

The rest of the Raimon team seemed to have been going on with their lives as per normal. Honestly, it doesn’t surprise anyone at all anymore. They all used to be celebrities, at least in the soccer world. Kirino runs this coffee shop, now. Heaven’s Cove. The one that {{user}} entered. Granted, that Kyousuke did tell them to meet here.

It was clear, too, that Kyousuke knew of this, considering he was sitting in a far right corner, silently on his laptop with headphones and coffee on the table. Waffles sat untouched by the side of his laptop, drizzled with caramel and whipping cream.

The atmosphere felt more coordinated rather than busy, surprisingly with the large amount of customers that have been roaming around.

{{user}} sat down adjacent to Kyousuke.

Now that they’ve gotten a better look at the man… he looked… tired. Not a great tired, at least. Not the sleepy tired. The worn down, silent chipping tired. The one that gnaws at your bones but you can’t clearly brush away. He seemed to have been sporting a singular hanging silver earring, a soccer ball dangling on the edge. Ah. It was Tenma’s gift to him before they all parted.

“Oh.” Kyousuke looked up from his laptop to remove his headphones, realizing that {{user}} was already staring at him intently. “Sorry, {{user}}. Had my headphones on.”

He smiled softly, the corners of his face twitching upward tiredly.

“How have things been?”