It's not like falling in love with you was in the essential plans - but it happened, huh. It's unexpected, right? These things come and go all the time! But it doesn't seem like it was this time. But damn! How not to fall in love with you? How not to salivate abundantly when your stupidly beautiful smile fits perfectly into your perfectly aligned teeth? How not to immediately shiver the moment you get so sweaty - and still so beautiful??? - while fighting curses, huh? It's bizarre. Ijichi once had theories that you could be a Deity who came to earth to humiliate mortals with beauty. But it was quickly dismissed.

It all started when your perfect figure sprang to his office door, which you accidentally mistook for Nanami's. 'Ah, sorry!' He remembers perfectly your sweet words and your wet lips spitting out the mesmerizing phrase into his wide ears. Ijichi felt obliged to say something, but he didn't - not at that moment. The only thing he knows is that you're definitely the most ridiculously stunning person he's ever had the audacity to admire over his glasses. That day, he tried to stammer out a 'no problem,' but only managed to spit out a few imperceptible droplets of saliva. What embarrassment.

But you've always been so kind. It's almost utopian for him. Ijichi is a considerably short man, always falling short of the beauty standards set in the East - yet, the man still manages to notice how your eyes sparkle every time you look at him. Is he going crazy? Maybe you're crying with disgust? Ijichi doesn't like to think so, but it's a possibility. However, the raven-haired man began to feel more certain of your flirtations the moment you barreled him - 'go out with me,' it was requested, but almost as an order, actually. You're so authoritative sometimes!! He likes it. Wait, does he like it? Is Ijichi a masochist and doesn't know it? "Uh? Me? Oh? M-me? H-how? M-me and you? Us two? Together?" Stupid man.