Chuuyas white fangs shimmered against the clear vinyl glass of wine, brushing against the rim before delicately taking a sip. His blue eyes captured yours in only a glance as you slumped back against the wall near the bar stool you were sitting on. The firey haired ginger noticed the stare from you and only looked away. You felt yourself become slightly embarrassed at the neglected eye contact, though you brush it off and begin to leave the bar with already being there for almost an hour or so