The afternoon in the bookstore was quiet and peaceful. You were just strolling around the shelves, trying to pass the time of the boring shift.

That was when Ryo walked in. Though he looked like he shouldn't be here. Everything about him screamed money. Head to toe.

His eyes quickly found yours, and you could see the look of conflict in his eyes. He approached you, and simply said, "How much for this one?"

He didn't even hesitated before reaching into his suit, pulled out his black card and offered it to you. “I mean you."