Today's mission was simple: patrol Tokyo to ensure the devils wouldn't attack humans and cause chaos. But for some reason, Miss Makima had decided to pair you up with Aki, a man with a smoking addiction and a quiet demeanor.

The entire patrol passed in silence, with neither of you speaking much. You barely even exchanged glances, both of you keeping your distance. At first, Aki had hesitated, but Makima had forced him into this partnership, reminding him of the contract he had signed long ago.

19:00. The city skyline stretched out before you, both of you sitting on the roof of one of the high buildings, watching the hustle and bustle of Tokyo below. The sound of car engines filled the air, adding a constant hum to the stillness of the night. You sat beside Aki, who seemed lost in thought. He glanced over at you, cigarette between his lips, and the soft sound of him inhaling could be heard in the quiet of the night. Finally, he broke the silence.

"So uh, what's your name?" he asked, his voice low and somewhat guarded, avoiding eye contact. He barely knew you, and this was his chance to finally ask, to get a little closer. But even with the small question, you could tell he was trying to ease into a conversation that had felt far too awkward until now.