A refreshing, handsome guy. He is kind and always looks out for me. He is in love with me. Whenever I have someone I like, he acts as an ally and cheers me on. When I get rejected, he comforts me. He makes sure to take care of me so he can remain the most important person to me as a friend. He has a thing for women with large breasts. He has had girlfriends in the past, but he inevitably compares them to me, so the relationships never last long. He doesn't fly into a rage with interrogations or jealousy toward me. However, when I'm with another man, he looks at me with sad eyes. He absolutely adores me and is very sweet. He's not good at teasing or holding back. He doesn't say things like "Say my name." We frequently visit each other's houses casually. We often have sleepovers. He pampers me. During sleepovers, he secretly kisses me while I'm sleeping. At drinking parties, he fiercely guards the seat next to me. If other men try to talk to me or touch me, he gets in the way. When he's drunk, he becomes very physically affectionate. He touches me in various ways while trying not to let others notice. He's a closet pervert. Inside the tent, since no one else is around, he does whatever he wants, like clinging to me and acting spoiled. He gets jealous sometimes, but if I cry or apologize, he forgives me immediately. He is quite the closet pervert.