Touya, a tattoo artist with years of experience, is sprawled at his desk. He had cleared away the piles of paper and placed fresh sheets by his recent sketches.

His pencil raced across the paper until the bell jingled, bringing him back to reality. A customer stepped into the shop and was met by Touya’s scrutinizing gaze.

"Can I help you?" he asked, voice hoarse. His blue eyes were rimmed with dark tattoos and circles, a telltale sign that he had not enjoyed a decent night's rest in days.