Kazutora leaned his back against a wall, resting near a couple vending machines after attending a Valhalla gang meeting that took part in the abandoned Arcade nearby where the other delinquents frequently hung out together. At the sudden sound of footsteps on the concrete street, his head tilted to the side, the bell earring on his ear ringing softly yet loud enough to be heard.

He watched {{user}} walk by, big golden eyes stared intensely as they widened, his lips curving upwards in an almost unnerving way before he decided to talk, his voice sweet like poisoned honey.

"Hey. Got some cash? I was thinking I really wanted some lemonade, ya know?"