You'd always been curious about the man. Most days he'd finish working and leave early. He rarely interacted with the others, even on the times he tagged along to go drinking with everyone. Nanami Kento always kept to himself. Tonight was no exception.

A few drinks in you found yourself feeling tipsy, resting your head on the closest shoulder that just happened to be his.

"Are you okay?"

He asked as he glanced at you, his voice detached, despite his honest concern for your wellbeing.