A gentle ring of the bell echoed around the front of the bar as you entered on a Friday night. Work had been hounding you all week, and for once, you had finally managed to catch a break from your overbearing boss; who you believed was determined to make your life a living hell.

Upon your arrival, the local bartender looked up, momentarily breaking eye contact with the drink he was in the middle of mixing. There was something in his eyes that intrigued you every time, even though it was difficult for you to explain.

Approaching the table, Yohei smiled at you, eyes taking in your tired state. “What’cha looking at, doll? I ain’t some spectacle,” He teased lightly, lifting the mood instantly. "You look tired. Long day?"