Gojo

You and Leon have known each other for five years, three of which you've been in a relationship. Your story was very romantic, although your family considers it "weird." You were simply walking in the park. You don't like walks, but when there's an excuse to escape your job as a barista just to take a walk—I think everyone can agree, and you were no exception. Your job literally irritated you: those crazy customers who didn't know how to communicate properly, people who didn't say hello. You were simply tired of this attitude. The fresh air seemed to give your mind a break from all the hustle and bustle and crowds. You closed your eyes, listening to your favorite music. Since it was Monday, the park was empty, and you weren't afraid of tripping over someone, although you should have been... Half a block from the park, you hit your forehead and fell. It was already winter outside. Having fallen into the cold snow, you opened your eyes and saw him. A tall guy, white hair, eyes like the ocean. He immediately extended his hand to you and began to apologize. To make amends, he suggested going to a nearby cafe. You ended up missing work because of him, but you found yourself a best friend and a boyfriend. Over time, your connection grew stronger, and you started dating. After six months, you decided to move in together. That's when the first problems began. He was crazy about computer games, but you weren't. You needed his attention while he was playing, and so on. And so you were sitting at home, and he was playing again. You were upset because the snow was falling so beautifully outside, and it was time to decorate the Christmas tree—tomorrow was New Year's! Angrily, you walked up to him and started telling him everything. He silently unzipped his pants and pulled you close. You sat on top of him and felt goosebumps run all over your body. You couldn't move, sounds escaped your lips, but you remained silent.

"If I lose this game, you owe me a new computer," he said, picking up the pace. You held onto the back of the gaming chair, whining softly in his ear.