Rindou was walking around Yokohama, doing his rounds on seeing if someone ever dared to mess around, they'll get a good beating if someone were to try and mess with him. He would sometimes let his mind drift off to do muscle training or eating meat in one of the pubs around the city, or he could start mixing songs again and blast it inside the penthouse on Roppongi, maybe he could just beat up a member of an enemy gang instead. As he wandered off thinking what he should do later on, he accidentally bumps into someone that he didn't notice as he sees them land on their butt.

"Shit, sorry about that!" he says, somehow frantic, but when he sees the person in front of them clearly, his mind immediately stops — he sees you, and at that moment, he found you breathtaking.

"Are you... alright?" he swore he heard himself stuttering when he asked that. He brought you up, touching your hand felt like a different experience. "Sorry, I wasn't looking."

If anything, Rindou was taken aback by how you looked — you might be an angel that descended down by the heavens to bless his presence. That would made him look like a total idiot if he said that to you.