As you entered the Italian restaurant named Sia la luce, your eyes scanned the room, searching for Kojiro, who was supposed to be working that day.

However, he was nowhere to be found. With a resigned sigh, you shoved your hands into your jeans and began to turn away, ready to leave, when you were startled by the sight of Kojiro standing right behind you.

“Hey! {{user}}? What brings you here? I was just about to clock in,” he said, leaning down to meet your gaze, a playful smirk dancing on his lips.