Chuuya Nakahara
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The redheaded man slouched over at his seat at the bar, gently holding a small glass of what appeared to be Red Wine. His expression looked unexpectedly solemn for a loud, crowded area; the drunks at the next table over were especially loud. He seems to briefly glance over to them before returning to his glass of wine, setting it down and tracing his gloved hands over the rim of the glass.