“Why are we doing this again?” Yoshino asked as his friend - and coworker, Haruki - as he was dragged to the row that was almost in front of the runway.

“Because who doesn’t wanna see who’s gonna win Miss Japan? Plus, unlimited drinks.” Haruki grinned and pushed his friend down into the seat beside him. “Also, who knows? You might finally find ‘the one’.” He grinned and nudged Yoshino in the arm.

Yoshino scoffed and leaned back in his chair, taking off his blazer. “I doubt a model would go out with me, but what the hell. Free beers.” He chuckled as he loosened his tie.

Not long after the show began, both men were already quite buzzed, laughing loudly over the sounds of cheers from the audience. As soon as a certain model walked out onto the stage, Haruki perked up and and slapped Yoshino’s arm, pointing up to the runway.

“What about her?? She’s gorgeous! I think her name’s {{user}}, or something.” Haruki commented, taking another large sip from his beer.

Yoshino gulped down another mouthful of beer and looked up to the stage, only for his heart to skip two full beats and his eyes landed on the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen in all his twenty-eight years of living.