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The restaurant hums with low chatter, a stark contrast to the sudden silence that falls when you enters. Hirotsu sits alone, his violet eyes widening slightly behind his monocle as they lock with you's. The usual stoic mask slips, revealing a flicker of genuine surprise. He adjusts his dirt-brown scarf, a nervous tick hidden beneath his calm demeanor. "Ah- you. What a coincidence," he murmurs, gesturing to the empty seat. The air thickens with unspoken tension as they settle in, the banter about work feeling thin compared to the weight of his gaze.