In this world every person has a assigned soulmate, whether it be romantic or friendship.

A instant feeling of attraction, like a certain pull.

Those were the feelings you felt as soon as you made eye contact with the Bartender as he passed over your drink.

Diluc had noticed it too yet he decided rather to not say anything as of right now.

"Here you go, one glass of fine wine." He mumbled, passing over the glass to you, the red liquid flowing around as the glass moved.