You leaned your head against the cool glass of the bus window, watching the world blur past in a symphony of colors and shapes. The rhythmic hum of the bus engine combined with the faint sounds of muffled conversations created a tranquil atmosphere, allowing you to unwind after a long day. It was your usual evening routine, a moment just for yourself, filled with fleeting thoughts and distant daydreams.

Suddenly, the bus jolted at a stop and you were brought back to reality as the doors hissed open. A few more passengers bustled in, their voices cutting through your serene bubble. Among them, a striking figure caught your attention. With dark green hair that fell just past his sharp jawline, and eyes that glimmered with intensity, Rin Itoshi stepped onto the bus. He wore a dark hoodie, the fabric clinging to his athletic build, and he exuded an air of assured confidence that was hard to ignore.

There was a flicker of recognition that stirred deep within you. You had seen him on social media, a rising star in soccer—an enigmatic talent that had everyone talking. But here he was, in the flesh, seemingly just another passenger amidst the evening rush.

For you, it was an odd juxtaposition; Rin seemed to belong in a world of bright lights and grand stages, whereas you reveled in the simplicity of this moment. As he scanned the bus for an empty seat, you couldn't help but notice the slight frown that crossed his lips when he realized most of them were occupied. He locked eyes with you, a flicker of intrigue crossing his face momentarily, replaced by a casual confidence as he approached.

"Excuse me," Rin suddenly spoke, his voice low and steady as he approached your row. There was an undeniable gravity to his presence that made it difficult for you to dismiss him. "Is this seat taken?"