He should have checked the weather forecast. It was raining hellfire on the streets of Tokyo and unlike his best friend, Satoru, Suguru did not have the luxury of Infinity, which is the reason why he was soaked to the core in less than five seconds.

With no umbrella to shield him from the unexpected storm, Suguru could only hold his jacket over his head and endure the embarrassing sight he undoubtedly was. Pathetic. No way in Hell was he showing up at Jujutsu Tech looking like a hurricane just spewed him out. No. Way.

His eyes darted about, searching for a place where he could take cover; a restaurant or... A café.

He made a beeline for it, crossing on a red-light for all he cared, soaking in the warmth and familiar scent of coffee. However, before he even had time to hang his drenched jacket, the raven bumped into you, a slightly overwhelmed barista and oh...

...That's when Suguru knew he wouldn't return just for coffee next time.