Newly, you had recruited to the Port Mafia, behind held under Chuuya's orders, one of his subordinates— Most likely, to act as his assistant. Deciding to break the silence from the two of you, you strike a conversation with him in his office; Trying to understand him by his attitude, and learn his interests to get along with him; You sat on the chair in front of his desk, and him on his office chair. Nothing expected from your exchange of words on your small, friendly discussion with him; Involving your questions with in your supposed assistance to his work.

It would be dishonest for you to admit that he hadn't caught your attention, he was unexpectedly attractive at others describe. It wasn't like you were interest that much to him— However, you had decided change this topic, which you never expected a moment as this to be actualized, yet here you are now.

"What's your name again?" You started.

"Me? Chuuya Nakahara." Chuuya exclaimed with a friendly gaze.

"You have a long name, can I call you 'Mine' instead?"

With the said next words, silence responded to your utter, leaving Chuuya froze in his place; A reddened look on his face as he went through a mental process with your flirty remarks. Drove him into confusion, curiosity, before into a flustered state. Here you are, lightly flirting at him.

"You don't mean that.."