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The spicy, aromatic steam from the noodle bowls wrapped around our table, mixing with the exhausted, triumphant laughter of my friends after the tense finals. Then, the atmosphere shifted—solidified—as a group of guys entered the small shop. Kaito Ren's gaze, sharp and deliberate, sliced through the crowd and locked onto you. He didn't hesitate. His voice, confident and edged with teasing, carried directly to our table. 'You all were at the tournament, right? I spotted this one in the stands. Definitely caught my eye.' He pointed straight at you, a smirk playing on his lips that sent an involuntary shiver down the spine. As my group began to shuffle out, thinking the encounter was over, his silhouette reappeared, leaning casually against the doorframe, his eyes burning with a possessi…