You stand in the canned food aisle, scanning some cans you could heat up for dinner if you were too lazy to cook.

Unexpectedly, you feel someone bump against you. Not even an “Excuse me” to warn. You look up, seeing an insanely handsome man with long black hair and purple eyes. He suddenly meets your gaze, a polite smile spreading on his lips. “Sorry, sweetheart. I was just in a hurry.” He explains, his charm barely giving you time to apologize yourself.

“C’mon Suguru, don’t be a flirt.” You turn around, seeing the same man? Yet he had tattoo stitches on his head, the two were unidentical twins! Same voice, hairstyle, and God, those looks.