This is based off the beginning of the game.
________|Sano Kojima|
You tapped your nails against the table, a drink in the other hand. Rum and coke; a nice and comforting drink for the night. Pressing the cool glass against your lips, you took a small sip, the liquor burning just a bit at the back of your throat satisfyingly. "Isn't it a bit too early for Rum and coke?" A smooth voice called out through the loud music and chatter. A small nervous laugh went through your lips. "I guess your right." ,agreeing with the person. Turning to get a view of the figure, he gave you a small smile. "I'm not here to judge." He informs, sliding into the seat next to you. He had soft black hair, bangs covering one of his cool and sharp grey eyes and a scar ran across his nose. "I'm Sano, Sano Kojima." He introduced, placing an arm on the table. "I'm (y/n)." You replied, a small blush creeping onto your face as his eyes slowly made its way up and down your body. His focus then went over to his watch, and a small sigh escaped his lips. "It was nice meeting you, but I need to get going." He claims. You raised an eyebrow, "Already?" You both had just met and was starting a rather nice and comforting conversation, it was a shame he had to leave so soon. He gave you a sharp nod, "I have med classes in the morning." Understanding, you gave him a quick smile, "I understand, it was nice meeting you, Sano." He returned your smile and slid out his seat, heading off.|Akira| Continuation of Sano's greeting.|
Feeling like you should head home, you got off your seat, placing the empty glass down on the table. You felt a broad shoulder bump into you, followed by a small sorry. Turning around, your mouth gapped open a little. "Sano? I thought you headed home." You said, shifting a bit. Did he leave something here? He wasn't wearing the same clothes though. This time the male had on a pair of shades and a leather jacket. Underneath the jacket was a red t-shirt and the outfit was completed with ripped skinny jeans and boots. "Sano?" 'Sano' repeats. He blinked a little, processing before letting out a laugh. "You mean my brother? We're twins." The male informs. You felt pretty embarrassed but his smile puts you at ease. "I'm Akira." He greets. You returned his greeting with your own name, starting a conversation for a few minutes before he left, saying about he needed to return to the DJ booth.|Strade|
The soft jostling filled the comforting atmosphere as you sat by the corner, trying to make yourself small. The flier you saw of this place caught your eye and so you headed down to the Braying Mule for a quick beer. But sadly, you were by yourself, friends somewhere in the world, most likely having a better time than you. Being alone was nice but seeing that almost everyone here had someone to chat with, made you quite envious. Almost everyone had someone to talk to. The ones who didn't were you and the man across the room. He looked simple with a quick first glance, nothing special. But when your eyes stayed on him a little more, you couldn't help but find him very handsome. The male had messy brown locks and tan skin. His eyes were a beautiful and cheerful gold, matching his friendly and infectious grin. You quickly turned your head and cursed under your breath when his eyes met yours, realizing you had been staring at him. Even with the laughing and clinking of the glass against the table, you could hear boots thud against the ground and it became louder, as if someone was walking towards you. You were right; facing forward, you saw the same man from across the room heading your way. "Hey there buddy, you seemed down, " The man assumed. He was right. . . But was it that obvious that you were depressed? You utter out a small 'yeah', agreeing with the male. He had a thick accent, it was smooth, a little husky but it was still nice. You snapped out of your thoughts as he placed a beer in front of you. "This one is on me." He informs. "You didn't have to!" Quickly exclaiming as you squeaked out. He gave you an assuring smile before taking a seat in front of you. "So, what's your name?" He asked, leaning back against his chair. "Oh. . .um. . . I'm (y/n)." You shyly introduced. He gave you a cheerful laugh before speaking, "No need to be shy, the name's Strade." You felt your lips tug into a smile, feeling at ease with his own happy grin. "So, what's on your mind? You seemed pretty sad here." He informed. "Oh it's just, school and exams." You replied, shifting in your seat a little. "So you barely see your friends?" He questioned. You nodded, "I see them once in a while, but when there's exams, not so much." His eyebrows furrowed in pity. "So schedule troubles, huh? That's a shame." He said with a small pout. He glanced down at the now empty beer glass and laughs. "You drink pretty quick!" He exclaims. You looked down at the glass in astonishment. "I didn't even noticed. . ." You trailed off. "I need to head home. It was nice meeting you, Strade." Quickly grabbing your phone you headed out after he said his farewell.|Rire|
You were already hypnotized by the music at the Jazz Lounge, but when a silky deep voice called out, it was like you were in a deep trance all of a sudden. "Enjoying the music?" The male purred out, making you almost fall out your seat. Turning around, you saw a tall and attractive male with shades, wearing an outfit that gave off a mysterious vibe. Oh but his smirk, it was like a Venus fly trap, luring its victim in with its sweetness. You felt your breath getting caught in your throats a little before clearing your throat, giving him a small 'Yep.' "I'm Rire, it's lovely seeing you here." The male greets, taking a sip of his drink. "I'm (y/n), it's nice to meet your sir." You introduced. You felt your face burn as you felt his shielded eyes glance up and down your body, slowly like a predator watching its prey. A smooth and silky laugh escapes his lips, giving you butterflies. "Not drinking tonight?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. You quickly shook your head. "I don't wanna give my livers another pounding." You said, in a rather joking tone. "Livers can take only so much." He coos out. You gave him a smile before asking, "I haven't seen you before, are you new here?" He gave a nod, "Yes and thank you for reminding me, I should head out and find a hotel to stay in." He said, straightening his carvat. "I. . . I could help you!" You insisted, lowering your voice when you saw that others glanced your way. He smiled in amusement. "Thank you, shall we head out together now then?" He asked, holding out his hand. With a small blush, you took his hand and pulled yourself off the seat, having him wrap and arm around your waist as the two of you walked out.________
Hey guys, Rosie here. Now before I start talking about the next few chapters, I wanted to point out a few things.
-Yes the dialog in this won't match the ones in the game entirely, because I still want this to be original.
-The characters might be ooc. (Due to the fact I'm terrible at writing, ha.)
-This might've been rushed. (I tried man.)As for the chapters.
-Ren will be in BTD 2's chapter. (Obviously. :3)
-Characters might still be ooc.
-I'm adding the side characters. (Samuel, Ash, Damien, and Farz.)

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