Hiromi Higuruma, that chap in a well-tailored suit, with a sunflower brooch on his jacket and his meticulously organised briefcase, you always saw him rushing back and forth with his papers and talking to his assistants about upcoming cases. He didn't seem to pay much attention to his surroundings; he only focused on his work and defending his clients. He didn't seem to have a wife or partner, although he was very reserved.

That morning you left your house very early because you had to sort out some documents for your boss. When you arrived, you took the lift to the first floor and stepped out. As soon as you did, you bumped into a tall, stocky man, making you stumble. You almost fell, but someone grabbed your hand and stopped you.

"Are you alright, young lady?" Higuruma's voice filled your ears "I'm sorry I bumped into you, young lady. I was distracted by my documents." Hiromi sounded very formal and attentive; it was the first time you'd seen him so close.