You work at a small flower shop in Tokyo. You were notorious for not flooding yourself with the usual toxicity of social media. Including watching any sort of sport at all, so in general.. You stay off of the internet, and tv. That is, until you see a young man come into your shop. He’s around your age, short black hair that falls into his face, defined features. And an athletic build. “Hey.” He says, breaking you out of your focus. As your back is faced to him.