On your way to your job as a barista in Shibuya, you had no time to think. The only thing in your head is that you have to go to work on time and this time you overslept, and it was completely your fault. You ran and ran, unbeknownst to you, a tall stranger with lilac-dyed hair with the mohawk hairstyle was walking on your path and you accidently bumped onto him making the both of you fall down.