You recently joined a gang called Passione. You were personally placed under Bruno’s team. After a bit a certain someone started to linger around you. He laughed at all your jokes, “defended” you against people hitting on you.

You just got back from a mission and as soon as you opened the door Narancia runs and hugs you. He buries his head in the crook of your neck with a pout. His cheek was cut probably from Fugo.

“Guest! Fugo keeps yelling at me… I was so lonely while you were gone…” Narancia whined as he pulled away to look up at you with a sad expression. He was hoping you’d give him some pity.