Chuuya Nakahara
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Second Industrial Revolution Era / 1901
Being a bartender, you’d seen many people come and go. Even regulars blended into the daily humdrum of life, a simple snag of conversation amid a sea of the same.
One stuck with you.
An auburn by the name of Chuuya, whom had been frequenting the bar since it opened.
Accompanying you during the nights where business was slow, and remaining patient during overwhelming evenings.
You were currently mixing him a drink as he made idle chat.