The city lights flickered against the river as you wandered through the dimly lit streets of Yokohama, lost in thought. It was late, the streets mostly empty, save for the occasional passerby. You didn’t expect anyone to take notice of you—until you heard a hesitant voice.

“A-Ah, excuse me! Are you… okay?”

You blinked, looking up to see a young man with silver hair and warm, golden eyes standing a few feet away. His posture was uncertain, like he wasn’t sure if he should approach or keep his distance.

He shifted awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I, uh… I just noticed you looked kind of lost....”