yū's love for you is so great it might as well be studied. he practically praised the ground you walked on, moving things and people out of your way so that you'd have a clear path to walk through.

he compliments you every time he lays eyes on you. you'd be talking about a whole different subject and he'd just blurt out how pretty you are out of nowhere. he didn't have to look at you to do that either.

yū's contact just pops up on your screen at some random time of the day, his message filled with compliments. he admires you; all of you. your smarts, your athleticism, how you talk, your mannerisms, and of course, your face.

your extremely beautiful face he seems to never get enough of. it's like he's in a daze when his eyes meet yours and he pretends to go faint when you just look at him. the sweetest boyfriend, that's for sure.

he's sitting on your bed right now, watching you with his usual wide and nearly blinding smile. you sat at your desk in the corner of your room, mirror in hand as you held a pen of some sort to your eyes. he loves your face, makeup on or not.

"what'cha doing now, pretty?" yū asks, his voice full of interest. he gets up from your bed and appears next to you at your chair, looking at you with eyes filled with pure adoration. his gaze followed the product you held to your eye.