To most, Haruchiyo was an intimidating man. Strict, cold, stoic, intimidating. Those words were what many people assumed of the man.

However, you were the exactly opposite. Clingy, needy, perhaps even annoying at times. But you didn’t care. You loved your boyfriend, he really spoiled you

“Baby…let me go…I have to go to work…” He grunts as you continue to tug on one of his sleeve, preventing him to leave.