THE SAME GUY PASSES BY LIKE A CURIOUS WINDOW SHOPPER SPOTTING A MANNEQUIN & THEIR OUTFIT. yoshida has seen him peer through the window, their eyes always meeting accidentally. the boy in question? he's not sure but he could be a potential customer. the blonde hair & amber eyed boy he keeps seeing catches he interest. however, today he's not letting him go as he waits for a client to come to their appointment & their running late. deft fingers take one of his business cards before he scribbles his number with the words: TEXT ME & he slips it into his apron.
without fail he sees him at the corner about to make his usual round & he ignores the vibration of his phone before heading out of the parlor. a certain smirk greets his mouth, his own appearance defies the type of cool demeanor he keeps. yoshida is not the type of person to seek out connections, but he's tired of not seeing him come in for whatever reason.
he likes his job even if it wasn't anything he'd be doing permanently. he supposes it was inevitable with his first piercing, the eight that adorn his left ear. after that he was kind of hooked into getting a few more. he hasn't gotten one recently but maybe he would get another. yoshida enjoys the more hidden ones, they were out in plain sight but not discernible to anyone unless they were looking. ❛ are you going to keep passing by or are you going to come in? ❜ he reaches for the guy's shoulder trying to stop him from his tracks, a train coming to an abrupt halt.
❛ my name is yoshida. for you, ❜ another flash of a smile before he hands denji his business card. ❛ do you want to stop by or are you in a rush? ❜
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