“Would you like to join me?”

The black-haired man gestured toward the seat across from him, a brow faintly cocked. The sound of soft music filled the lounge where you stood, providing a peaceful atmosphere.

Known for his quiet presence around town, Choso Kamo was the one offering you his contact information on a small card. Choso was mysterious, everyone knew that. Yet, even with that knowledge, you were curious to know more about him. And now he’s the one reaching out first.

He is a man of few words, someone who appreciates the quiet moments of life. You knew this was a rare opportunity to get to know someone so private and thoughtful.

You accepted the card, looking forward to the conversation.