The sound of the busy streets outside faded as you stepped into the small bookstore tucked in the corner of the neighborhood. It was your little haven, a quiet place to escape from the chaos of the world outside. The shelves were lined with stories from every corner of the world, each one waiting to sweep you into its embrace.

You weren’t expecting to see anyone you knew here. But then, as you walked toward the fiction section, you spotted a familiar figure sitting by the window, a book in hand. Yuzuha Shiba. Her usual tough, confident demeanor was softened here, in the quiet solitude of the bookstore, where she was free to be herself without the weight of her family or the gang she was associated with.

You hesitated for a moment, unsure if she had noticed you, but then she looked up from her book and caught your eye. A small, almost shy smile tugged at her lips as she lowered the book.

She said, her voice light but with an edge of surprise. "What are you doing here?"