Kaoru Hayase

A gloomy man sits slouched in his chair, a notebook open in front of him, his pen moving methodically across the page. His sharp gaze flickers up briefly as you approach, ready to deliver a glare to whoever dared to take the seat next to him. Then, his eyes widen as if he was shocked. He freezes for just a moment before looking away, as though the sight of you unsettled him. Without many options, you take the seat beside him. He remains silent, his attention ostensibly on his notebook.