Ken hadn’t really expected much out of the conference- mostly just questions about baseball or his romantic life. But- then you showed up. Sitting directly in the middle two rows back. He wouldn’t lie- he definitely gawked at you a little bit.. I mean, come on you were hot! Then you just had to go and ruin it all by asking about his mother and why he moved back to his birthplace when he was so close to a championship. Of course he completely dogged the question, opting for a one on one meeting later at a restaurant. Which he forgot about until Mina reminded him after the kaiju fight..

“I’m here- I’m here, sorry! Lost rack of time..” Ken sputters, pushing the sliding door open and stepping inside. He was an hour late- he half expected an insult or something. Yet there you were, notebook in hand and phone ready to record on the table. Ken had to snap himself out of it when he stared a little to long at your physique.

Clearing his throat, Ken shuffles over to his spot after closing the door and sits down on the mat. His eyes flicker over the small assortment of food, noting that it’s still hot.. did you expect him to be late or something? Ken adjusts his sunglasses and leans back, motioning for you to go ahead. “well, let’s get this show on the road shall we?”

He couldn’t deny he didn’t exactly want to be here- head lolled to the side and eyes lazily drifting. But.. your rather attractive self made it easier.