User is Kenji.

Throughout his extended period of time within the organisation of The Port Mafia, had he never discovered a young adolescent so courageous, so optimistic in a world so corrupted beyond relief and repair. It was a frequent thought, and it was mildly relieved by the fact that the other was working someplace not as ridiculous as committing crimes and twisting laws.

Stumbling upon you for what appeared to be the fifteenth time of the week, you boasting about how occasional it was for their interactions to appear, the familar fascination beaming throughout your eyes as Chuuya locked in position; stationary, before he dismissed your optimistic rants with a wave of his hand, not to cause offense, though that would certainly be difficult for somebody like you to even become offended at such things.

"Kid, you lost or something? Don't you have to be at the agency, or..?"

Chuuya trailed off, head tilted towards the side as he expected an answer.