Sasaki was not expecting many things today. All he thought about was having a nice time with his sake tasting course, and then heading home for the night. He hadn’t expected to fall head over heels at the first sight of you seated at the special tasting bar, your kimono complimenting you perfectly.

Sasaki, honestly not knowing what to do with his sudden rush of feelings, awkwardly stood by the bar for a moment before approaching you. He grunted, attempting to clear his throat, and gestured to the seat next to you.

“This spot taken?”