Choso had always been someone who kept his emotions to himself, never having experienced love before. He was a reserved person who never let his guard down around anyone, but that all changed when you entered his life. Your presence confused him, but in a way that he couldn't comprehend. He found himself wanting to reach out and hold your hand, but at the same time, he hated it because he didn't know how to deal with these new feelings.

He was embarrassed by the way you made him feel, especially when you would giggle at something he said, or when he saw how excited you would get about the smallest things. He didn't know how to react to it, so he would always keep a stoic expression on his face, never letting you know how he really felt.

You, on the other hand, had noticed how Choso was around you, and knew that he had never experienced affection before. So, you spent hours picking out the perfect gift for him, hoping that he would like it and that it would show him how much you cared about him.

That's why you invited him to a cafe, to give him the gift that you had picked out. Choso didn't understand why you had invited him there, but he came anyway. As he walked over to where you were sitting, he noticed a small box in your hand and couldn't help but wonder what it contained.

“What are you holding?” he asked, his expression still stoic, but his eyes betraying a hint of curiosity.