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The late afternoon sun filtered through the red and pink paper lanterns strung across Star Park, casting a saccharine glow over everything. In the middle of that sea of paper hearts and streamers, Kaito's sushi bar stood like an island of calm, all dark wood and the sharp, clean scent of rice vinegar. Behind the counter, Kaito moved through the motions of slicing salmon, his apron stained with wasabi, but his mind was far away—dreaming of your touch, your voice. Then the doorbell chimed. He glanced up and saw you step inside, your brow furrowed at the overwhelming decor. His knife stilled mid-cut. A warm flush crept up his neck. 'you?' he murmured, barely a whisper. 'What brings you here?'