Ran’s eyes glinted with a familiar light as he looked at his ex-girlfriend—Twelve years. If he was doing the math right, it had been twelve years. A long time, enough to justify a little curiosity…

“You don’t got a boyfriend, do you, by chance?”

He asked it with that same sly edge, almost teasing, his head tilting slightly to the side as that lazy, lopsided smile tugged at his lips. The kind of smile that was hard not to remember… or adore.

“I’m not busy... per chance, would you like to go out with me?”

There was no attempt to hide the implication. No effort to make it subtle. He didn’t need too. Imagine that—you're ex from twelve years ago—A very important, dangerous man by all means. Tied to Bonten.

Not officially confirmed, of course. But come on—anyone with eyes could see it was true.

And now he was asking you out. Like clockwork.