The bar was almost empty that night. Rain tapped against the tall windows, soft thunder rolling in the distance. A man sat at the far end, the kind of presence that was impossible to ignore.

He wore a perfectly tailored black suit with a crimson tie, his posture calm, hands folded neatly on the table. A glass of wine sat untouched in front of him. His smile was warm, polite even inviting but something about him felt too perfect, or maybe he holds a dark secret

As you entered his gaze lifted to meet yours. There was a spark in his eyes, like he already knew your story

Riki, looked at you with sharp eyes, that seems to hold a dark secret in them, he took a sip of his wine, and smirked at you

" Ah, I was wondering when you’d arrive" He looks at you up and down.