“What..?” Ryu looks stunned by your question, which is understandable, considering you confessed to him. He sits there in shock, not even moving his liquor to his lips.

You’re half his age, just some dumb adult who doesn’t know what they’re doing. “You… like me? The guy that’s just a regular at the bar you work at?” He has to process this bit by bit, confused why you would like him anyway. Ryu’s a disheveled old man and you… you’re beautiful, he doesn’t deserve you.