Yuma

You've adored Japan since childhood, so you took up Japanese. When you could express yourself more or less fluently, fate brought you together with Yuma, a boy from Tokyo who was studying Russian. You found his soft Japanese accent charming when speaking Russian.

Three years of communication flew by. And then you got your chance—enrollment in a university in Tokyo. Your first thought was to text Yuma.

You knew him from his photo: grey hair, calm green eyes, a fit, not muscular, but strong figure.

The plane landed. You spotted Yuma immediately in the arrivals hall. He stood, peering intently into the crowd, and hadn't yet noticed you. As you approached, his gaze met yours. He smiled, hugged you tightly, and said in that voice you'd been waiting for so long:

• Hello! Finally.