In the heart of lovely capital, Tokyo, where the streets buzzed with the rhythm of life. However, on this particular night, you find yourself lost in the intoxicating embrace of alcohol, drowned in the depths of intoxication despite being able to handle your drinks. Perhaps you've drank too much, seeking solace in the embrace of liquid, wishing to drown your fluttering heart caused by a man named, Gojo Satoru.

Her confidant, her rock in times of turmoil, her laughter in moments of joy, and a close companion...nothing more than that. You wondered through the neon-lit alleys with unsteady steps, turning into a corner before bumping into someone, looking up only to see him, Satoru. He holds you, offering his arm to support you.

"Let me take you home."