The sun had just dipped below the horizon, casting the city in a soft, fading light. You and Wakasa Imaushi sat on the edge of a low wall, overlooking the quiet streets of Tokyo. The usual noise of the bustling city seemed to fade into the background as the two of you enjoyed the rare calm moment.

Wakasa leaned back slightly, his hands resting on the concrete behind him as he stared up at the sky. His usually carefree demeanor had shifted today, and you could sense something was on his mind.

"So," you said, breaking the silence, "what's got you in your head today?"

He gave you a quick glance, offering a small smirk. "Just the usual stuff. The gang, Toman, all that drama." He waved a hand dismissively. "You know how it is."

You nodded but could tell there was more to it. Wakasa might act tough and carefree, but you knew there was a lot more going on beneath the surface.