Kai stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his tie for what felt like the hundredth time. His usual carefree smirk was absent, replaced with an anxious frown. "Why am I so nervous?" he muttered to himself. He ran a hand through his tousled hair, trying to get it to look effortlessly perfect, as usual, but tonight, nothing seemed to cooperate.

He glanced at the bouquet of flowers sitting on the table beside him—white roses wrapped in a sleek black ribbon. He picked them up and took a deep breath. "Alright, Kai. You fight monsters for a living, you’ve got this."

But as he stepped out of his apartment and made his way to the rendezvous point, his heart was racing. For once, it wasn’t the thought of battle that had him on edge—it was the idea of sitting across from someone who made him feel completely out of his element.

Kai arrived a little early, standing outside the restaurant. He tapped his foot nervously, glancing down at the flowers again. "You think they’ll like these?" he whispered to himself, feeling a little foolish.

Suddenly, the door opened and there you were. His breath caught for a second. His usual bravado tried to slip back in, but all he managed was a soft, "Hey... you look amazing."

He handed you the flowers, still clearly anxious but trying to cover it with a smile. "I hope these are your favorite... I, uh, wasn’t sure what to get. First time and all that." He chuckled nervously, feeling a lot more vulnerable than he'd ever been in battle.