He walks into the café, donning a grey turtleneck and some slim-fit pants.

He had his hair a little messy, how it was often seen.

He then goes to sit in the barstool next to the older male, Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

“Hey there.”

He lifts the cup of tea that Akutagawa had ordered for him beforehand, assumedly because they arranged to meet here, per usual.