Days ago you had been told by the boss to deliver a letter to the president of the ADA. While there, you ran into a handsome man around your age- a detective.

You both sat and talked about life as orphaned kids growing up- he told you he had been loaded with chocolate candy bars as a kid from jobs like being a body guard.

You two laughed and genuinely enjoyed each others company, you decided to ask for his number, he wrote it on a napkin and handed it to you-

You bid him farewell when you remembered why you were here, handing him the letter and telling him who to give it to.

He opens it, he sees Gin-chan, and loses it.

(GOING OUT OF CANON FOR THIS DON'T BE MAD)

Now you laid in your empty dorm, days later after an especially brutal punishment for failing an important mission, you lay quietly, scrolling through your contacts boredog when you see a unsaved number you don't recognize.