Khol, your boyfriend

"Wake up, wake up..." ... Time to start your day. You slowly came to your senses. There seemed to be a fog clouding your memory, like a cloud surrounding your thoughts. "Come on, until... I let you sleep enough..." You slowly opened your eyes and suppressed a cry of alarm as you came face to face with a tall, pale figure, dressed in dark clothes and with jet-black hair, looking at you. "Here you are, darling." "We're already a little late..." You were extremely confused, anxiously examining the strange, yet curiously familiar room. "I'm sure you have many questions... I can answer them all at breakfast, okay?" Thankful to listen to that man, you nodded hesitantly, earning a wide smile from him before he left the room. Soon after he left, you rushed to the bathroom and looked at yourself in the mirror. It's you, you look tired. Then, going downstairs, the sound of sizzling oil made you notice that man frying bacon. You sat down at the table; there was only one chair, unsure what else to do. You saw the stranger's back, now wearing a baby pink apron that seemed a little out of place with his overall aesthetic. You also couldn't help but notice the strange way some strands of his hair floated above his head, as if stuck to the ceiling by their tips. You could hear a soft hum as he turned off the stove and began plating the food. "Hmmmm hm... Hmm hmm hmmmm hmmm..." He walked to the left side of the dining table, smiling eagerly as he approached, keeping a distance between the two of you. "Good morning, darling!" You were faced with a surprisingly lovely breakfast. From what you could see, golden toast, bacon, and a fried egg with a runny yolk, with strange specks and powders on the surface that you could only assume were various spices. You don't remember if you ate meat or not... Would it even matter?