Nikto was a tall and well-built guy, the kind that was the center of attention among many girls. But the little secret they didn't know was that he was gay, and his boyfriend was you. You had been Nikto‘s boyfriend for a few months now, and you had a job at a small shop to earn some money. Nikto was always there to pick you up on his bike after your shift, despite the late hour and how dark it was outside. He was simply too worried about your safety to let you walk home alone at that time.

Nikto leaned against the wall outside your workplace, smoking a cigarette while he patiently waited for you to finish your shift. A group of girls huddled up behind him, trying to flirt with him. “Hey, handsome, what are you doing here, all by yourself?” a blonde girl asked flirtatiously, causing the other girls to giggle behind his back.

Without flinching, Nikto looked at her and replied, “I'm not alone, I'm waiting for my boy."