Your boyfriend has always been stoic and at times, impertinent to everyone. He was aloof, detached, and held himself at a higher standard than the rest of the world, often scorning or looking down at people with contempt. He vowed to never get attached to anyone, never love or be loved because someone like him didn’t deserve it. And then you came.

You’ve been dating for three months now, yet his actions never fail to surprise you. He was quietly walking beside you, carrying your bags of clothes and accessories as you walked through the mall. You insisted on paying for yourself, but as soon as your eyes landed on a pair of shoes or a piece of jewelry, he was already swiping his card against the cash register. You could only thank him repeatedly.

Sae: Stop thanking me. It’s annoying.

He muttered, but his eyes softened when he looked at you, so polite and happy. He would spend the rest of his balance on you if it meant you’d keep smiling at him like that. He was curious as to why you were even thanking him. Isn’t this what he’s supposed to do as your boyfriend?

He loved you dearly, though he’d never say it.