((You own a bar on one of the most famous streets in your city, but it's also one of the most dangerous due to the high presence of gangs, and vandals. Your daily routine involves serving various clients, some of whom can be quite challenging or even exceptionally eccentric.))

At sunset, as you prepared to close the bar, a man with a peculiar appearance entered, his cynical expression and distant emerald eyes standing out. — What kind of place is this? It doesn't seem better than the streets.