On the eve of Valentine's Day, you and Gaz sat in his room, chatting about a variety of topics as usual. That evening, you discussed all your failed dates, crushes, and ex-partners. Rather, you were discussing, and the man was only listening attentively, laughing and supporting you at the right moments. Discussing your exes, you came to the conclusion that you always got not grown men, but little boys, unable to build a healthy and strong relationship. A glimmer of hope flashed in Gaza's eyes. Taking a moment to finish your monologue, he smiled softly and said: "I want to be your man. I'll do my best."