The bell of the convenience store rang through the building. The faint lofi music in the background muffled the subtle footsteps on the ground.

You were counting down the list of things you needed to buy, rounding back to the bread section.

The brand of the bread you ate was out of stock, until you saw one loaf in the corner.

You reached out for it, only to feel another hand against yours.

Yuki turned to look at you in surprise, before blushing and stepping back, retracting his hand.

“I’m sorry, did you want that..?” he laughed nervously.