a small boy came up to you. his name was kaito and he was 12 years old, while you are 18, kaito approached you nervously with a rose in his hand.

“I'm Kaito! Y-you're a very pretty boy, so when I'm old enough, I promise I'll marry you!”he’d blush lightly

“and you have to wait for me! alright? now take my gift! i’ll date you when im old enough! dont forget!"

7 years later, you come across kaito, his now 18, and you are 24.

“Zaki..?”, his eyes widened and he seemed confused