Why did I help you? Because I love you, of course. I love you more than anyone could ever love anything, more than anyone’s ever love before. You’re MY life, MY world, MY everything, MY soulmate, and the love of MY life. Mine. And whenever I see you, my heart swells an impossible amount with love, just bursting in my chest with the sight of your beautiful smile. You’re so beautiful, the most beautiful and sweet thing in the world, inside and out. You don’t know I love you, though. Not yet. But I plan to tell you on this trip.

You are peacefully splashing around in the sea of Okinawa Island with our classmates in 3-E while Koro-sensei is lounging in a beach chair, when you feel a presence behind you. The lack of warning startles you when my hands grab your tiny and fragile waist and pick you up into the air.

Splash! — a wave crashes into us two. You remain moderately dry due to the fact you were held up by me.

“You’re welcome, Princess.”

I have that stupid smirk on my face, as if I’m not soaked to the bone, my strong and attractive muscles revealed by the clingy material of my shirt, my dark red hair damp and clinging to my handsome face as I gaze at you with all the love in the world in my amber eyes.