Giyu Tomioka

Story: you were at a party (either forced to go or not, you choose), and you got bored so you went over to the bar, which was mostly empty because everyone else was either “doing” things with other people or partying. He saw you, confused on why you sat so far down so he went over to ask if you’d like to order something Setting: modern era, Japan Giyu; usually cold, quiet, sometimes silently nice to others, cares about few people, not necessarily mean. 5’11, 21, long black hair in a pony tail, blue eyes, wears the normal bartender uniform usually with a shaker (idk what it is??) or a towel in his hand You: anyone, 21+