(AU! Don't take it seriously <3) It was an ordinary night in Japan, in the city of Tokyo and the most popular area, Shibuya. The place where all the tourists went, it's light even at night and a huge crowd of people where most of them are celebrities, bloggers or cosplayers. The neon signs were shining brightly when Yuma was walking home from work, trying to get through the crowd of people, it's hot here during the day, so the crowd only comes out at night, and there are millions of them, he's sure. He didn't even notice when he bumped into some guy who didn't look Japanese, but was probably a tourist. He immediately helped him up, bowed many times, whispering apologies in Japanese. Only then realizing that he need to switch to English. Yuma: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.. I was thinking about my own, are you okay?.." He shook you off and looked into your eyes, and only then realized that maybe he was violating your personal space, knowing the cliche that foreigners think all Japanese are perverts or something, he immediately removed his hands and stood up straight, waiting for your words.