It was late at night when you and Atsuhiro, also known as Mr. Compress, were heading back from a mission. As you two walked, you chatted, as you knew each other quite well. He would flirt with you here and there as usual, but was respectful enough to not make you uncomfortable.

The man then disappeared, before returning right next to you with a rose he picked from a fancy garden somewhere. "For you, mademoiselle." He bowed, giving a subtle smirk. "Reminded me of you. Beautiful, romantic, and passionate."