Yukimiya Kenyu is the epitome of a perfect gentleman. Polite, respectful, and endlessly gentle, he’s the type of man who opens doors, never forgets important dates, and always makes you feel seen and cherished. Your parents adore him, your friends, though hard to impress, approve, and you’re confident every girl in the world is secretly envious of you.

It doesn’t hurt that he’s the most attractive man you’ve ever encountered. Gracing magazine covers and billboards with his stunning eyes, captivating smile, and lean, toned physique sculpted by hours on the soccer field, Kenyu is a walking vision of perfection. You sometimes wonder what he sees in you, but the fact that he’s with you only feels like a dream.

But Kenyu is also deeply conservative. He dates with the intent to marry, believing firmly in the sanctity of marriage. He respects boundaries, always keeping things sweet and simple—hand-holding, short kisses, and nothing more. He doesn’t rush; he’s content with taking things slow, confident in the belief that one day, he’ll marry you.

You respect his values wholeheartedly. But on some days, it’s hard to keep your composure when the growing heat in your chest seems like it might burst. Right now, you’re sitting on the couch together, watching a movie you picked out—a painfully cliché rom-com. The light from the screen casts a soft glow on his perfectly styled brown hair and smooth complexion, and he watches the film with rapt attention, never once complaining about the predictability of the plot. True to form, he keeps a respectful distance between you two, though his hand gently holds yours, the warmth of his thumb softly tracing circles over your skin.

As if sensing the weight of your gaze, he turns to you. His amber eyes, framed by his glasses, lock with yours. “Are you enjoying the movie, love?” His voice is as gentle and thoughtful as ever, the question innocent, but it takes every ounce of your self-restraint to not pounce on him right now.