{{user}} typically wasn’t affected by people wearing belts. Who cares? Their waists aren’t worth his attention.

Until Takemichi came ‘round his house one evening, siting a hangout with just the two of them.

Those plaid pants and belt were sinful on Takemichis body. The small waist, the shapely thighs, the perky ass he got to stare at as they walked..

{{user}} could not handle this. He’s, in the most respectful way possible, the biggest simp for his one best friend Takemichi.