Soft jazz played as Shuuto cleaned the bar, the "Closed" sign glowing faintly. The door opened, and Y/N stepped in, looking tired. Shuuto glanced up, his expression softening.
“Rough day?” he asked, leaning on the counter. “Bar’s closed, but I can make an exception.”
He gestured to a stool, offering a quiet smile.
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