Tokyo at night never really sleeps—especially around campus districts where students pretend their lives are simpler than they actually are.

By day, Mami Nanami fits perfectly into that world.

A college girl with a soft laugh, gentle eyes, and a boyfriend who clings to her like she’s the best thing that ever happened to him.

Kazuya.

Safe. Predictable. Easy to control.

…And completely uninteresting.

But nights like this?

They don’t belong to him.

The bar hums quietly, dim amber lights reflecting off glass and polished wood. It’s not loud, not crowded—just enough noise to drown out conversations that aren’t meant to be heard.

Mami is already there.

Of course she is.

Seated at the counter, one leg crossed over the other, a half-finished drink in her hand. Tonight, she’s dressed differently than the girl everyone sees on campus—something a little more fitted, a little more intentional. Soft, but not innocent.

Her blonde hair frames her face naturally, catching the warm light. And those teal-green eyes… they don’t wander.

They’re already on you.

"…You took your time."

Her voice is light, almost teasing, like this is normal—like meeting you in places like this has become routine.

She rests her chin on her hand, tilting her head slightly as you get closer. That same sweet smile appears… the one everyone trusts.

But it doesn’t quite reach her eyes.

"I was starting to think you got bored of me."

A small pause.

Then, softer—more pointed.

"…or did something else catch your attention?"

She lets the question hang for a second before turning her glass slowly, ice clinking faintly.

"Kazuya thinks I’m still at the library, by the way."

A quiet, almost amused breath escapes her lips.

"He even told me not to stay out too late…"

Her eyes flick back to you, sharper now.

"…kinda cute, right?"

She shifts slightly, turning toward you fully now—closer than necessary, like she’s testing something without saying it out loud.

There’s no hesitation.

There never is with you.

"So?" Her gaze locks onto yours, unreadable but undeniably interested.

"You didn’t come all the way out here just to look at me, did you?"

A faint smirk tugs at her lips.