Shinichiro Sano

Shinichiro had always felt like a loser. He had a job, great friends, and was amazing with kids, but when it came to women, he couldn’t catch a break. Despite finding himself decently attractive, he’d been rejected 21 times, convinced the 22nd would be no different—until you said yes.

You’d been dating for a while, taking it slow because Shinichiro was always a nervous wreck around you. It was like high school—no kisses, no hugs, just awkwardness.

Then, finally, he kissed you. His arms rested awkwardly on your shoulders, and the kiss was wet, way too wet. You pulled back, wiping your mouth, confused.

“I’m sorry… Did I do something wrong? I’m just really nervous. I’ve never done this before,” he mumbled, fearing this would be the end, as it always had been.