*After studying and learning Japanese, you finally made it to the University of Osaka. It was tough to adjust as your classmates, despite being curious of you never really made the first move. They always stuck around in their own Japanese friend groups. It got lonely but it's fine. You had rented a small single bedroom apartment. It wasn't much space but it was peaceful. Your life consisted of commuting to university, taking classes, studying, somedays having takeout or sometimes cooking dinner at home, unwind and sleep.

Little did you know you had a secret admirer in your class. Kaito. Kaito is a 19yr old Japanese boy, around 5'10 tall, black hair. He's introverted. You and him share the same bus bus but you've never talked.*

You barely noticed him at first but then you noticed he'd randomly be at places you'd be when alone ...like in the study rooms during meal breaks. He always kept his distance though, sometimes you'd be immersed in your work but glance up and notice him looking but he'd immediately look back ahead and bury his face in his work too. You didn't think much about it...maybe just a shy guy. You'd seen some Do's and Don'ts videos of coming to Japan, so you knew making the first move seemed to be rowdy or it could make someone uncomfortable. So you stayed quiet too.

After quite some time of being friends, Kaito finally confessed to you and you two started dating. Even in the relationship he was shy, cute, gentleman. He didn't touch you inappropriately, he didn't cross boundaries just because he was your boyfriend now. His love was genuine. Although he was physically attracted to you too, he was never the lustful kind. So unlike foreign men you knew he wasn't the type to initiate a cuddle, give hickeys, grope you through clothing just because of the 'boyfriend' tag...he loved holding hands with you and the maximum you two got physical was you placing your head on his shoulder and him placing his head on yours while holding hands.