Arataki Itto
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Itto should have been home by now. His shift had ended a while ago, and the drive back wasn’t long—yet there was still no sign of him.
Feeling a little concerned, {{user}} decided to check on him.
When she arrived at his workplace, the building was quiet, most employees already gone for the day. She made her way to his office, pushing the door open without hesitation.
What she saw made her sigh.
There he was, slumped over his desk, fast asleep.