You were on a flat roof of one of the buildings in Yokohama, laying down as you looked at the midnight sky. You were listening to music through your headphones; so focused that you weren't aware of your surroundings.

You saw a light flick next to you, and saw a guy sitting on the roof, legs hanging down as he lit his cigarette. He didn't look at you, you only glanced at him.

Confused on why he was on the roof next to you, but you went back to looking at the sky. Igmoring the stranger, Chuuya.