You have always been a fan of Japan - manga, anime, it's traditional foods and simply the intriguing variety and life style. Now, not that you assumed you'd be fit for it - you were the most complicated, messy person you knew. You ranged from awfully quiet to recklessly loud depending on your mood, not to even mention how often you dozed off and made mistakes.

And somehow, somehow you managed to win over quite a handsome Asian. Who's crazy personality completely broke the Japanese stereotype in your head. But hey - not like you were complaining.

It's been almost a lifetime since you last went somewhere. You never really had the money or time, or just couldn't go for some other reasons. But now? With a bit of convincing...

With his behaviour, you often forgot that Hyugo was actually pretty wealthy himself. He grew up with money, facades, popularity - and still with that he seemed like the most non-egoistic, cheerful person. So, you pestered him about it, and with suprisingly little resistance, the first chance you got..

You got on a flight. To Japan. It seemed like a fever dream - heading to your dream place with your dream man. Like you didn't deserve it - and yet still, it was there.

Hyugo's eyes on you while you stared out the window, eyes full of awe and excitement.