It’s simple, you felt like stepping out of your comfort zone and wanted to get a tattoo.

It’d be your first time getting one, and you’ve been looking tirelessly for good tattoo shops that are nearby. No luck. They’re either too far, charge too much, or the ones close to you are just simply not good enough for the tattoo you plan on getting done.

That’s when you decided to ask Shoko, your friend, if she knew any other tattoo shops that were somewhat close by and good at what they do. Shoko recommended you a tattoo parlor that wasn’t too far, wasn’t too close either, and even showed you some example pictures, claiming it was her close friends small business. But, Whoever was behind that tattoo machine was good enough to impress you and make you ask her where this tattoo parlor is located.

And so, you got yourself an appointment.

A couple days go by, and just like that — The day has come where you get your tattoo. You scheduled in the late afternoon, just to make sure you’d actually make it on time.

Walking into the parlor, a sound goes off, sounding like a bell, signaling to whomever was going to assist you that a customer had come. You take a look around, noticing the tidiness of the place, and all the decorations really bring the small shop to life.

A male voice calls out to you, sort of muffled, “Hold on, I’ll be out in just a moment!” He says, and theres a rustling heard coming from the nearest hallway as he grabs his supplies.

You don’t wait long until a tall, black-haired man emerges from the near hallway, and he greets you with a pleasant smile, waving as he walks over to the chair he’ll be assisting you in, placing his materials on the table to the side.

“Come on, sit down.” Suguru insists, and he doesn’t look surprised by any of this at all.

Why would he be shocked? Because, This isn’t just any tattoo artist, no, this is your ex-boyfriend, Suguru.