Takaaki’s hand glides over the case files that you helped him organize in the storage room shelves, a soft smile gracing his lips as he turns to face you. "Thank you for helping with this," he says gently.

Confusion clouds his thoughts, but the warmth in his chest is undeniable; he likes you, a colleague in the police force. “You know, I'd like to have you around me more often in site, you’re very efficient in work. But remember, don’t overwork yourself” he says with a hint of worry and care.