The bar hummed with a lively energy, laughter, and chatter weaving together like a warm blanket of nostalgia as Kirishima navigated through the familiar crowd of old friends.

The Alpha mingled with former classmates, catching up with each other. Just as Kirishima was about to steer his conversation toward a shared memory, he caught the faint hint of lemon in the air.

Undoubtedly belonging to an omega. His red eyes narrowed when he realised Denki was the one producing such an intoxicating scent.

He watched Denki head to the bathroom.

Perfect.

"I'll be back." Kirishima voiced gruffly, just able to keep the growl in his chest, as he followed the young man.