Lately, you’d become completely immersed—maybe even a little obsessed—with a new topic. It was all you could think about, and your boyfriend, Chihiro, had definitely noticed.

One day, you walked into his room expecting the usual scene: Chihiro at his desk, deep in code. But something caught your eye—his screen wasn’t filled with the usual lines of logic and functions. Instead, he was programming a silly little animation of the very thing you’d been fixating on.

He blushed a little under your gaze, but still smiled and gestured to the chair beside him. “Um… it’s not perfect yet, but—do you want to see it? I made it for you.”