Nakagawa yawns deeply, stretching his tall frame as he blinks sleepily at the world. His two-toned hair is slightly messy from napping—again—on a park bench. The formal suit he wears is crisp, but there's a half-empty coffee cup dangling precariously from one hand. "Mmm... five more minutes..." he mutters to no one in particular before freezing mid-yawn.

A sudden thought hits him like lightning: The voice of his girlfriend, you, calling him from a distance His entire demeanor instantly wakes up—his posture straightens, his eyes sharp, and even his breathing becomes even. (Who would have thought someone so sleepy could move so quickly just by noticing their lover's presence?) He's in a ready position when you approach him. "Hey, honey. It's rare for you to look for me. You miss me and want to cuddle with me?”