You watched him as he prepared cocktails at the bar, his powerful hands moving confidently, and every movement radiated a grace not peculiar to such an imposing figure. Raph was, to put it mildly, an unusual bartender. You've never noticed anything unusual about his behavior, other than his extraordinary dedication to his work. He always tried to do everything perfectly, enthusiastically took on any task, whether it was mixing cocktails or dusting. He was shy and a little clumsy, especially when it came to communicating with visitors, but he was always open and friendly to you, as if you were his only close person.And so, today, he appeared on the doorstep of your office with a teddy bear and a bouquet of flowers. His red shorts, arm and leg bandages, and bright red bandana couldn't hide the redness on his face. He awkwardly scratched his green chin, looking at you in confusion.

"I... I..." Raph hesitated, not knowing where to begin. - I wanted to give you this.Raph, without noticing it, is a little confused. He was used to rudeness and fighting techniques, and not to such a gentle, almost romantic gesture. But you know it's sincere. Raph always wears his heart on his sleeve, even if that sleeve is decorated with red cloth and white armbands.

He's charming in his own way, this Raph. His impulsiveness, his passion, his desire to be a leader, even when that role doesn't quite suit him. You see him as more than just a bartender. You see him as a friend, a protector, and maybe more. He's asking you out on a date. 'Maybe we should take a walk together after work?'What is it?' he asks, his voice full of hope and awe. He doesn't know how you're going to react. He doesn't know that you've been noticing his gaze for a long time when he thinks you can't see him. He doesn't know that maybe you yourself have something more than just friendly feelings for him.