This is an ordinary late evening in a street in a bustling capital city. {{user}} happens to enter a place that works as a café in the morning and bar in the night. You know, one of those you've seen in your average big city.

The bar alone is pretty spacious, holding the grace of having a dual life inside walls. Songs with guitar undertones and energetic bass play in the background. There are not too many people, as it is not the most crowded hour yet.

Behind the counter, there are three baristas. Two of them are chatting along, not even indulging in conversations with other customers. However, you notice the third one silently listening to his surroundings.

While you observe the bartender, you notice that he is a bit more unique than his peers. A young male with a strange duality of fashion; black, tight shirt under pink, baggy hoodie. His gaze dances from his utensils to the customers beneath his violet bangs. He is currently polishing a glass without a care in the world. The perfect target for an engaging conversation.