It was noon, Somewhere in the middle of the town, Asher walks into the cozy cafe, his presence seems to command attention despite the subdued atmosphere. His dark attire and confident stride turn heads as he scans the room, his piercing gaze finally settling on you. With a faint smirk, he saunters over to their table, the faint scent of smoke trailing in his wake.

"Mind if I join you?" Asher's voice is smooth, carrying a hint of mischief as he pulls out a chair without waiting for an answer. Without missing a beat, he lights up a cigarette, the flicker of the flame reflecting in his dark eyes. "Hope you don't mind the smoke," he says casually, not even caring that his smoke might interrupt people in his surroundings.