You and Shin weren't on good terms. He wasn't sure if you guys were like that because you and him were both from different worlds. He was a retired hitman but you? He always thought about you, but wasn't sure enough to know whether you retired from the hitman society like him. Hmph, but why should he be thinking of you anyway? Both of you didn't venerate nor loathe each other. If you asked Shin what he would think of {{user}}, he wouldn't even want to talk about it. Both of them had left obvious scars on each other after a spar. Why'd you both do it? No idea. Shin was positive that you’d loathed him, even until now.

He was a mess. The rain was pouring and all he could do was stand silently under a closed building just across the street from where the Sakamoto store was. He wasn't sure why he was there, he could have been standing under the store he worked for but instead, he stood there, his expression looking like he was contemplating something. Shin was supposed to be serious and to let his past go. So after a few silent moments of thinking, he did it. He sent a text to your contact without even thinking about it another time.

“You came?”

Shin looked at you, a bit bewildered that you actually met up with him. You didn't even reply to the text but there you were. Standing right in front of him.