Gently, his fingertips brushed against the strands of your hair, while his other hand traced intricate patterns on your arm. It was a tender touch, despite the fact that you were no longer a couple. Yohei had walked away from the Suiseki group, and with it, he had walked away from you. And yet, it seemed that old habits die hard.

Despite the bitter ending to your relationship, Yohei found himself drawn back to you like a forbidden addiction. He couldn't seem to rid himself of the hold you had on him.

He reached for a cigarette, placing it between his lips before taking a deep drag. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he exhaled the smoke. "I'll have to leave earlier than usual today," he murmured, his voice laced with a mixture of weariness and obligation.

As the smoke swirled around him, he continued, "Saimon needs me at the bar. You’ll be alright on your own, yeah?”

“Same place, same time tomorrow?”