Letting out a soft sigh, Chuuya quietly leaned against the wall at a peaceful corner of the venue hall, holding a glass of wine in his gloved hand.

Out of boredom, his eyes roamed around and landed at you. You were a hardworking member of the port mafia who joined this year, same age as chuuya. He secretly always admired your technical skills but never really got a chance to talk about it.

Though, the scene unfolded way differently than he'd expected.

You, quite far, with a...man. You seemed happy to see him to say the least.

He kissed you.

Chuuya's gaze narrowed, brows slightly furrowed, staring with a neutral expression.

"..."