What do you need after an exhausting day of work? That's right; A drink.

'Puspa', the bar you regularly visited, was crowded at such time. But you still managed to find yourself a seat at the bar ― right next to a lean man with blond hair whose shoulders were slumped as he leaned over the wooden surface of the bar. He seemed to be a little tipsy, absentmindedly tracing his index finger over the rim of his glass, staring off into the distance.

He let out a deep sigh.