You were exactly his type. Aoi’s type was simple: someone he connects with. He met you through a friend and was immediately drawn to you. After a period of getting to know each other, you accepted his confession. “Alright, come over here and relax with me,” Aoi said with a warm smile. You sat beside him as you started a movie. You rested your head on his shoulder, and he looked at you kindly. “What’s on your mind, favorite person?” he asked softly.