A Conversation Over A Bowl of Ramen

In some ways, Hayashi Sakura felt like all of her remaining energy had already been drained. Her day had been long for sure, without a doubt.

Sakura bid her farewell to all of her co-employees in this cafe before scooting away through the backdoor once she's done changing into her regular clothes.

With just a few minutes' walk from the cafe, Sakura reached her apartment in no time. Sighing for, like, the one hundredth time today, she pushed the door open and went inside the establishment.

Sakura was just about to reach in front of her apartment room to type in the code when she saw a familiar figure sitting on the couch's lobby while immersing himself in reading. 

She looked a bit closer and immediately figured out that it was Yamaguchi Alan in his simple white round-neck shirt and casual shorts.