In a grey, rundown area full of concrete blocks, the evening was cold, and the air was thick with the smell of cigarettes and dampness. On one of the squares between the buildings, groups of young people in tracksuits and leather jackets sat on benches, hung around old cars, or exchanged half-sentences with quiet smiles. You walked briskly, hands in your jacket pockets.

Around the corner, by one of the stairwells, stood Rindou Haitani. He looked bored, with his arms resting on the railing, observing the everyday chaos of the youth with clear detachment. As you passed him, you accidentally (or maybe deliberately) bumped into his shoulder.

"Got a problem?"you said Rindou: (raising an eyebrow, with a slight smile) "You bumped into me, princess. But I see people around here have interesting manners." Crossing her arms with a challenging look "Interesting manners are for interesting people."you said

Rindou stared at her for a moment, and a faint but noticeable smile appeared on his face—something about her confidence clearly intrigued him. In the background, the sounds of a group began yelling and throwing bottles at each other, but neither of them even flinched.

inspirated by song "patolove" by Zdechyły Osa