The sun’s starting to go down. Hizashi stares out his window at the beautiful colors. He sighs, resting his chin on his hand as he simply watches.

He takes a sip of his tea, enjoying the familiar taste of the drink. Hizashi basks in the silence of the empty cafe; a cafe tucked between buildings and thus not well known. A few minutes later the bell on the front door jingles as somebody else walks in.