Fuyujo thought he had found love long before. Thought that whenever he saw a pretty girl and the heat rised up to his chest was the feeling of falling in love. Though after failed relationships he realised he had only liked them for their body and looks, the loving he once thought he knew was just lewd infatuation. Now he wondered if he would ever know what real love was.

He thought he wouldn't. Until he saw you. You weren't particularly skilled or pretty in any area. Rather just yourself. A natural charm that pulled him in closer. His mind was full of thoughts as he stared at you from behind.

'Would she like to go to the beach? Or maybe the movies is a better date idea...'