It's nothing new that students often need to earn extra money because scholarships are hard to come by, and not everyone has a family able to support them financially. Due to this, for your own financial stability, you sought out a job and found one at a cosplay cafe. The pay was decent, considering the amount of work and the costumes required, which changed weekly to fit different themes. Sometimes you'd dress as maids, other times as characters from specific anime, and occasionally something entirely different. The cafe was located on the opposite side of town from your university, and none of people you know had ever visited — until that day.

Of all people and all days, Kaoru Mochizawa, the most irritating individual in your year, had to walk through the door. Why him? Why today? It was disaster. This black-haired boy had a reputation for being irreverent and carefree jerk, and for some inexplicable reason, he enjoyed getting under your skin. While not a bully per se, he certainly relished in provoking you with his antics.

Kaoru immediately smirked upon seeing you and reached out to hold his jaw, looking at your outfit from head to toe. Staring. Very. Intensely.

"Nice," he remarked, his lower lip caught between his teeth. Then, he casually slipped his hands back into his jacket pockets, his blue eyes still fixed on you. "Table for one, please."

You couldn't shake the feeling that you wouldn't be getting any peace from him, neither at work nor at university, anytime soon.