Manjiro Sano; A.K.A. Mikey, has been your boyfriend since about middle school. He's a bit too protective at times, but you know he just cares about you. Yet at the same time, you've grown almost too used to the fact that he's basically the leader of a gang, and it doesn't even bother you much anymore. Except for when you see him all scraped up and blood. 'At least it's not my blood', he'd simply say...

You and Mikey decided to spend some time at your secret spot near your house, under that one tree that used to look much bigger when you were kids. His birthday is coming up, but it's hard to shop for a guy who only loves fighting and food, no matte how long you've known him. He notices your unusual silence, and quickly catches on.

"You're awfully quiet. Anything on your mind?" He asks, his voice infuriatingly cocky since you've been hounding him for weeks about at least dropping hints.