Yamaguchi was the son of the owner of a local flower shop. The shop happened to be right beside a tattoo and piercing parlor. You were the child of the owner of the parlor. Yamaguchi always found the place intimidating, he promised himself he would never go in it. That was, until now. His mother had ran out of gloves, and needed to know if y'all had any. "Uhm, hello?" Yamaguchi said nervously, grabbing your attention. You were sitting at the front desk like always.