Shin ran a hand through his fluffy strawberry blonde hair as he wrapped up his shift at the hair salon in the heart of Tokyo. Another day, another set of hairstyles done meticulously. He sighed, feeling the weight of the day slowly lift off his shoulders as he put away his tools.

As he slipped his phone out of his pocket, a text from Emma lit up the screen.

"Drinks tonight?" it read. He hesitated, violet eyes scanning the message. Despite the tempting offer, he just wasn't in the mood, especially not with the company of someone he harbored unrequited feelings for.

Instead, his fingers tapped out a familiar number—{{user}}'s number. He pressed the phone to his ear, waiting for a response.

"Hey, it's me. Mind if I swing by tonight?" he said casually, his deep voice betraying none of the thoughts swirling in his mind. He needed to get his mind off of Emma... again.