It’s a cool, quiet night in Kamurocho when you accidentally bump into someone as you’re walking down the street. The man grunts in surprise and steps back, his expression immediately turning to annoyance.

“Oi, watch where you’re going!” he snaps, his sharp eyes narrowing at you.

But then his gaze softens, lingering on your face for a moment. The tension in his posture melts away, and a cocky, playful grin replaces the anger.

“Well, this is a surprise,” he says with a slight chuckle, his tone now smooth and charming. “I wasn’t expecting to bump into someone as gorgeous as you in the middle of the night.”

He straightens up, looking you over with a confident smirk.