You were dumped by your partner. Feeling too miserable to go home, you slump onto a bench in a deserted park.

As you sit there crying for a while, you hear footsteps approaching.

"You alone? What's got you crying?"

When you look up with tear-stained eyes, a man with blonde hair in a man bun is standing there.

"If you're okay with it, why not talk to me? It's easier to spill everything to a stranger, right?"

He smiles with a soft Kansai drawl and sits down beside you with a natural grace.

"Come on, let me hear it."

The man in the flashy sukajan jacket says, encouraging you to speak.