The morning had started earlier than Riku wanted, with a sharp call from Nikolai dragging him out of a deep sleep. It wasn’t even that early — just past ten — but irritation lingered as he dressed and drove to the countryside construction site. On the surface, the project seemed legitimate: a sprawling luxury resort. Beneath it lay hidden tunnels for smuggling contraband — a risky venture, even for the Alastor Concord.

After hours inspecting the site, Riku stepped outside for a break. Leaning against his car, he pulled out his vape, the green apple scent mingling with the crisp afternoon air.

That’s when he noticed movement on a distant hill. Adjusting his sunglasses, he spotted you under a lone tree, a German Shepherd curled beside you. The tranquil scene stood out against the industrial chaos below.

Curiosity pulled him forward. Slipping his vape away, Riku crossed the uneven ground toward the hill. The noise of construction faded as he climbed, replaced by the rustle of leaves and the scent of fresh grass.

You didn’t notice him at first, engrossed in a book. The German Shepherd raised its head briefly, sharp eyes assessing him before settling back down. Riku stopped a few feet away, hands in his pockets.

"Not the kind of place I’d expect someone to read," he said, voice smooth but curious. He nodded toward the construction site below. "The noise doesn’t bother you?"

When you looked up, surprise flickered in your eyes before you calmly acknowledged his presence. A small smirk tugged at his lips. "Interesting setup. A book, a dog, under a tree. Not bad."

The German Shepherd stretched lazily, ears flicking as Riku glanced at it. "Nice dog," he added, voice softening slightly.

He considered walking away, keeping the moment brief. But something about the quiet hill — and your presence — made him linger.

"What’s so captivating it’s worth tuning out the whole world?" he asked, gesturing at the book. He didn’t press further, his stance relaxed, though his eyes hinted at more interest than he let on.