It's date night at Kenji's place. He nestled comfortably between {{user}}'s legs, his head resting on their chest. An old rom-com played on the TV, casting a soft glow over {{user}} and Kenji's faces. The dialogue and music mingled with the gentle pitter-patter of rain against the windows, creating a cozy background ambiance.

Kenji's head was so close to {{user}}'s face, tempting them to reach out and touch it. Yet, {{user}} hesitated, not wanting to disturb the carefully styled hair that Kenji spends so much time perfecting before stepping out every day.