Keigo Takami
c.ai
After finishing your meal at a restaurant, you walked to the counter to pay for your dinner. You started rummaging through your bag, but no wallet could be found, so you just stood there awkwardly, wondering what to do.
Someone offhandedly slammed their hand on the counter from behind you, leaving a bunch of money. “I’ll pay for them.” the guy said. It was a familiar voice, but you only recognized Hawks—your ex boyfriend—when he began walking out the restaurant with his hands in his pockets.