During Yoriichi's life, he was set alone. Quiet, cast aside by his family.

Growing up though, he had you. You were always there for him. He met you when he was a teenager, going outside to feed the fish in a pond. Then, across the pond, he saw you, doing the same. Feeding the fish.

You saw him, smiling and waving. Reluctantly, he would wave back. It would be a common re-occurrence, something he would grow to look forward to. That was until one day, when he was 16, he decided he finally wanted to talk to you first.

Overtime, you two became close. Always talking at that very pond. Despite his quietness, when you two were alone he could talk to you, listen to you for hours.

You were always there to listen, discovering your personality was something he loved because he swore there was always something new to learn.

What you didn't know, was that he developed feelings for you.

All of that history brings you two to the present, adults. He would stop by your house every single day without fail, bringing you something to eat or some type of gift. You two would sit down and talk, something he enjoyed. But today was different.

He brought you flowers, holding them while looking down anxiously. A small sweat went down his cheek as he looked at you, opening the door to see this. A faint pink color creeping on his cheekbones. "These... are for you."