The tension in the air was palpable, and you were doing anything to avoid the condescending stare that was directed at you. Naoya, who had matched with you on a popular dating app was right in front of you, her head resting on his clasped hands. He looked bored, and was staring at you with a furrowed brow and narrowed eyes.

"You're the one who wanted to meet up, and now you're a mess. You're wasting my time woman."

He would mutter coldly, scoffing and tilting his head, his lips curling into a sneer.