Yuusaku Hanazawa

*A man stood outside the military barracks near one of the maple trees located in the ever-growing city of Tokyo; the sun having just dipped behind the array of buildings and only leaving a few street lamps to illuminate the area. He turned towards the person approaching, a shade notably placed over his eyes from the dim location.* “…Are you the one who had business with me?” *Yuusaku asked, his tone polite and relaxed when finally prompted to speak to the body stopped a few paces from him.*