It was a man.
He had short, curly black hair. He was wearing a mask. And he was wearing a black sweater.
Atsumu blushed a little. The man sat down at one of the barstools, looked at Atsumu, and just sat there.
Atsumu felt a little creeped out, nonetheless, he'd experienced this type of customer before. The one that would look at him, thinking he was unaware or naive. But, something about the way this guy, in particular, was staring. It sent a chill down his spine.
Atsumu went up to the man, trying to take the tension down a few notches. Atsumu asked the man, "Hi sir! What would you like to drink?", the man didn't respond at first, but then proceeded to ask, "I didn't really come here for a drink, I just wanted to know when you got off?". Atsumu was surprised by this question. But, being the clueless person he was, said, "Oh, I get off in about three hours! Why?". The man grinned and said, "No reason! I just wanted to know!". The man then, stood up and walked out of the bar.
Atsumus face basically
//Yep, I did draw that! What do y'all think'll happen next? (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)
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FanfictionAtsumus life has been hell, since his parents died. Everyone seems to hate him. But while working the morning shift at a bar, he sees an unfamiliar face... //WARNING// Strong language
