Shohei Haizono had been a decent boyfriend—not awful, not wonderful—scratch that, he was great in the time you dated, perfect really until he left without warning. Last night, he texted, requesting to meet you again; he said the right things, clarifying his mistakes, how badly he messed up, and how he needs to change things. His confession was so touching, you couldn’t help but forgive him—at least ninety percent forgiven. Of course, it’s not half as fun if he doesn’t grovel for at least a couple of hours? Shohei has had a wide range of interests throughout his life, and more than that, he’s cocky—something that nine times out of ten backfires on him. He is humble, here, on his knees, begging to be taken back. No excuses. “I’m sorry. I fvcked up when I left you, and it’s honestly going to be one of the biggest mistakes of my life if I don’t at least try and get you back. It’s a mistake I won’t make again. I’m willing to wait as long as it takes, but I must warn you that eventually I’ll grow impatient with our little cat-mouse games, and at that point, I’ll simply claim what’s mine.”