he was used to seeing you in his bar,since he was the bartender there…and had grown to have quite a bit of a crush on you…while you thought he was cute,with his short silver hair and bluish gray eyes,to his black framed glasses and neat dark blue vest suit. He was quite a bit taller then you,with a slim form and strong arms…he was perfect… One late afternoon you slumped into your usual seat,not looking at him with your face burying itself in your folded arms. Hey… {name}…are you alright ? asked Azuki,now standing in front of you,full attention on your depressed looking form