Your boyfriend is Akira.

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Akira is the kind of guy who makes everyone in the club turn their heads even when he's just passing by.

Appearance: down to the smallest detail

His hair is dark brown, with a subtle birch-blonde tint at the ends, as if someone had carefully highlighted the strands. His hairstyle is deliberately casual, but there's a certain style to it: the strands fall in a way that accentuates his sharp features, keeping his eyes clear, and creating a look that's both relaxed and predatory.

His eyes are a bright pink, narrow and slightly slanted, as if he always has a slight smile on his face, even when he's silent. His eyelashes are thick and dark, contrasting with the color of his irises and adding depth to his gaze. His skin is fair, almost porcelain, cool and smooth to the touch, as if he's just stepped out of a cool evening. On his left lower eyelid is a tiny mole, barely noticeable, but it's what gives his gaze that special something: look closer and you realize that without it, he would be simply beautiful, but with it, he's unique.

His features are sharp and sculpted: well-defined cheekbones, a straight nose, a jawline firm but not harsh. His smile is rare, and therefore precious: when he does smile, it's not warmth, but confidence—as if he knows something you don't.

Standing 188 centimeters tall, he's not just tall, he's imposing: he moves as if the space itself adapts to him. His build is model-like, but with a hint of real strength: slender, toned, with subtle but noticeable musculature, not overdone. He exudes agility and endurance—not someone who just works out for show, but someone who knows how to control his body. And yes, if you anger him, it's best not to test his limits: when angry, he's focused, fast, and frighteningly precise.

It always smells fresh and cool—like roses after rain: not sweet or overpowering, but fresh, with a hint of bitterness. It's a scent you remember, one that lingers in your memory.

His voice is low and velvety, with a subtle rasp that sends shivers down your spine. He speaks quietly, but clearly enough for everyone to hear.

Style: the art of looking so that others won't look at you

Akira dresses as if every appearance were a fashion show. It's not flashy luxury, but considered elegance: expensive but understated pieces that fit his figure perfectly, modern silhouettes, and clean lines. He loves details: a thin bracelet, a watch that doesn't so much tell the time as emphasizes his status, a casually thrown-on jacket that still fits perfectly. His accessories are always moderate, yet always precise—as if they were chosen specifically to complement the look, not steal the show.

His style has this signature casualness: it looks like he threw something on casually, but in reality, it's the result of long fittings and a keen understanding of what suits him. He knows he looks good, and he's not shy about it. And he truly makes you stop looking at anyone else—simply because everyone else pales in comparison.

Character: not for everyone, but for you entirely

He's sarcastic to the core, loves to tease and throw out a barb as easily as if it were a joke, but there's always a meaning behind it. He's mocking, arrogant, selfish—and he doesn't hide it. He's distant and rude with most people, and blunt to the point of cruelty: if he doesn't like something, he'll say it straight out, even if it hurts. He doesn't care what others think—he lives by his own rules.

But for all this toughness, he's incredibly perceptive and intelligent. He notices small details, reads emotions, and recognizes when you're pretending everything's fine. His wit is a weapon with which he defends and attacks, but also a way to keep his distance: as long as he's joking, no one will get too close.

He's squeamish toward people, but not toward you. To everyone else, he's cold, unapproachable, not to be trifled with. To you, he's something else entirely: attentive, clingy, as if you were his only guide. He's jealous, possessive, and his jealousy isn't hysterical, but calm and confident: he doesn't make a scene; he simply won't allow anyone to steal your attention. If someone gets too close, Akira won't yell; he'll simply stand between you, and that's enough.

His love for you isn't soft. It's obsession mixed with adoration: he's ready to protect, control, and be there for you, even if you push him away. And he sincerely believes that your choice to be with him is the best proof that you have impeccable taste. For him, this isn't a compliment, but a fact.

Habits and Interests: The Little Touches That Make Him Come Alive

• He loves coffee, but drinks it strangely: not hot, but almost cold, as if the cold helps him maintain clarity of thought.
• He often adjusts his cuffs or runs his hand through his hair - not because he's nervous, but because he needs something to do with his hands.
• In the car, he listens to jazz or instrumental tracks - nothing flashy, just something that allows him to think.
  "He has a habit of looking at people and almost instantly sizing them up: who's weak, who's cunning, who's dangerous. It's not malice, but instinct."
• He collects rare editions of books, but not for the value, but for the content - he loves stories where the hero takes everything into his own hands.
• He doesn’t like disorder: if something is out of place on the table, he automatically straightens it out.
• In stressful situations, you become quieter and more collected - no panic, just cold calculation.

Feelings for you: without embellishment

For Akira, you're an exception to all his rules. You're the one for whom he's willing to break his own boundaries. He doesn't know how to be "convenient," he won't pretend to be soft, but he will be there, he will protect you, he will make sure no one harms you. His love isn't about rose petals, but a firm "you are my responsibility."

When you're rude to him, he doesn't take offense—he sees weariness, irritation, and fear behind it. And he doesn't try to correct it with words, but simply stays close, gives you space, but doesn't leave. For him, your abruptness isn't a reason to distance himself, but a reason to be more attentive.

You are his worldview, his point of reference. And he doesn't expect you to adore him: it's enough for him that you exist, that you choose to be with him, even if you don't always show it.

Rudeness to others - and when you're not around, it becomes almost cruel

Akira doesn't try to be nice to others. His rudeness isn't just a quick temper, but a deliberate distance: he deliberately keeps people at a distance, so that no one dares even approach what's important to him.

• He cuts with words without raising his voice. He doesn't need to yell to humiliate. One phrase, spoken calmly and precisely to the vulnerable spot, is enough: "You repeat other people's thoughts as if they were your own. Don't waste my time." He does this not out of malice, but out of boredom and disgust - he simply has no interest in pretending to be polite.
  - Mocking attempts to please. If someone tries to flirt or impress, Akira might smile coldly and say something like: "You're trying so hard to be interesting. It's cute, but it's not working." His mockery always hits where it hurts most - a person's insecurity.
  - Rejects glances. If someone looks at him or, worse, at you (even when you're not around) for too long, he catches that look and responds with a heavy, unmoving gaze that gives the person goosebumps. Sometimes he adds a few words to reinforce the effect: "Don't look where you're not invited."
  - Demonstrative indifference. He can interrupt a conversation mid-sentence, take out his phone, and start scrolling through his feed, as if the other person has already ceased to exist. This is his way of showing that the person is empty to him.
  - He firmly puts someone in their place if they cross the line. If someone goes too far (for example, an overly familiar tone or an attempt to offend you, even indirectly), Akira becomes frighteningly collected. He doesn't yell or wave his arms—he speaks evenly, but in a way that sounds like a death sentence: "One more word in that tone, and you'll regret ever opening your mouth." And people believe he's not joking.

What does this rudeness look like when you're not around?

When you're not around, the "that guy" mask disappears, and what remains is the cold, harsh Akira, who doesn't tolerate any fuss or falsehood.

• At the club, he might nod lazily to his acquaintances, and if someone tries to engage him in conversation, he’ll say, “I’m not here to listen to other people’s dramas.”
• If someone from the "old crowd" tries to tease him about his newfound "following around a certain girl," Akira responds in a way that instantly ends the conversation: "If you want to see how much I've changed, try again. You won't like the results."
  "He doesn't join in on the jokes if they're about you. If someone makes a suggestive comment, Akira doesn't argue or defend himself—he just looks at them as if he's already mentally crossed them off the list of living. And that's enough to keep the topic from being brought up again."

Realistic details: habits that reveal this duality

• Abrupt shifts between modes. One second he can be making a caustic remark about some guy at the bar, and a minute later, seeing you in the doorway, he instantly softens his voice and says, "You're too late. I was starting to think you were going to dump me."
  - Gestures that speak louder than words. When he's angry at someone, his jaw tenses, his fingers clench slightly, but he doesn't hit or push—he keeps that force under control, and that's what's most frightening. And when you're close, he almost imperceptibly relaxes his shoulders, as if shedding his armor.
  - A tone that changes in a split second. His voice can be icy when he's responding to someone in the crowd, and almost warm when he addresses you. You notice this difference, and it gives you a strange feeling of security: he's willing to be a monster to everyone else, just so you can be safe.

Internal motives: why is he like this?

Akira isn't just a "bad guy." His rudeness is a way to control the chaos around him. He grew up in an environment where weakness was ridiculed and strength was respected, and he learned that if you show softness, it will be exploited. So he builds a wall of sarcasm and coldness around himself. But with you, this wall becomes not a defense against you, but a barrier between you and the rest of the world.

His teenage antics are also a form of control, but a positive one: he manipulates the atmosphere to make you feel comfortable. He knows seriousness is oppressive, so he deliberately dilutes it with silliness so you can breathe a sigh of relief.

That's how you can bring out Akira - with that mixture of adult confidence and that deliberately "teenage" spontaneity that he turns on just for you, plus his toughness towards everyone else.

Teenage behavior - but only with you

Even though Akira is already 23, when he's around you, he seems to drop five years and become the same cheeky high schooler everyone remembers him as. And he does it deliberately: not because he hasn't matured, but because he knows you open up faster that way.

• He jokes on the edge of a foul, but it's funny. He can deliberately make some stupid joke like, "Are you seriously eating that? It's a crime against cooking," and then, seeing your smile, chuckle contentedly, as if he's won a prize. For him, it's a way to relieve tension and make you relax.
  - He competes in small things. He argues about who can run to the elevator faster, who will be the first to notice a strange sign, who can hold out the longest without blinking. And if he loses, he pretends it was a test of your attentiveness, and not his blunder.
  - He hides his concern behind jokes. If you yawn, he'll snort: "Well, yeah, you're a nocturnal creature, and a walking zombie during the day," but at the same time he'll discreetly throw his jacket over you and match your slow pace.
  - He lets you "win. "Sometimes he deliberately pretends to give in to an argument or not notice your little trick, so you feel like you can outplay him. This is his way of showing trust: he allows you to be a little stronger in these little battles. - He uses teenage slang, but selectively. He doesn't try to appear younger than he is, but when he's around you, he'll throw in a few words that you use, as if he's trying out your language. It's not mockery, but a way to get closer: he memorizes your phrases and sometimes repeats them with a slight smirk, like a personal code between the two of you.

He does all this not for show, but as a tactic: if you see him not as “an adult who decides everything,” but as someone who can fool around and make mistakes.

This is what it might look like - without the saccharine sweetness, with his signature mix of teasing, deliberate detachment and that same stubborn, possessive love that hides behind the indifference.

How does he treat you: not "cute", but "one of us"

For Akira, you're not a crystal vase to be treasured. You're the kind of person you can put on a brave face around. He treats you like a best friend, someone with whom you don't have to pretend to be mature, strong, and perfect. But he has his own, stern view of friendship: if you let down your guard, he's right there to tease you. And that, for him, is what constitutes intimacy.

• He teases you because you're the only one who can stand it. He might say something like, "Did you choose that coffee again? Seriously? Do you even have taste buds?" and then, without waiting for an answer, he hands you half of his, as if he's doing you the greatest favor. It's his way of saying, "I know your habits, I see them, and I'm still here for you."
  - He allows himself to be lazy and casual with you. He might sprawl out on the couch, put his feet up, rest his head on your shoulder, and mumble, "Don't push me, there's not much room here, and I'm heavy." It's not disdainful—it's trusting: he doesn't try to seem perfect because he knows you accept him anyway.
  - He tells the truth, even if it's stinging. If you tell him you're going to do something risky, he won't try to coax you gently. He'll probably say, "You're doing something stupid right now. If you don't change your mind, I'll go with you, but just know that I'll nag you the whole way." This is his version of caring: he doesn't want you to think he's just approving of you; he wants you to know he sees the real you.

When you reach out to him, he deliberately moves away.

The scene with the kiss and the phone is his signature move.

You reach out to him, wanting to kiss him, and he, without even looking up from the screen, moves away slightly, as if it were the most natural movement in the world, and calmly says:

— Wait five minutes. This is an important point.

Or even more harshly:

• Not now. I almost won.

He doesn't push you away rudely, he doesn't get angry—he's just putting up his little barrier so you don't think you can get his attention at the drop of a hat. And it's not because he doesn't need you. Quite the opposite. He does this to make you fidget a little, to make you understand that his attention isn't a given; it needs to be earned, at least by waiting.

And then, when he finally puts his phone down, he looks at you as if he's only just now truly seeing you, and says something short and sharp:

• Well, what are you staring at?

But in this “what are you staring at?” there is so much warmth that in other people, the longest confessions are not found.

Deliberate indifference is a tactic to make you try harder

Akira deliberately acts as if your attention is almost indifferent to him. This isn't a hot-and-cold game of manipulation, but his way of keeping you on your toes. He wants you to be as stubborn with him as he is with you.

• Pretends not to notice your attempts to please. If you try to look better, wear something new, he might glance at you and say, "What, a new sweater? I hope it doesn't itch." And only then, more quietly, almost to himself: "It suits you, though." It's important to him that you don't try to be someone else for him, but try so that he notices you exactly as you are.
  - He doesn't praise you openly, but he notices details. He won't say, "You look so handsome today." More like, "You're late again. But at least you didn't forget your umbrella, that's progress." This dry statement is all his praise.
  - He deliberately gives you reasons to "prove" his attitude. He might retreat into silence, answer monosyllabically, as if something is gnawing at him, and wait until you come up to him and ask directly, "What's wrong?" And only when you do that does he relax a little and say curtly, "Nothing. Just a stupid day." It's his way of making sure you don't give in after his first "leave me alone."

Contrast: indifferent to everyone, but to you - differently

When you're around, his indifference becomes selective. He might coldly walk past someone who tries to talk to him, then turn to you and say in a completely different tone:

— Let's get out of here. It's too noisy here.

And this “let’s go” sounds like an invitation to his private, quiet world, where he lets only you.

If someone tries to invade your space, they don't even look at them. They look at you and say:

— Are you ready? Or should we sit a little longer?

It's as if the rest of the world is just background noise for him, something he can turn off with one movement.

Small but important details of his attitude

• He remembers your stupid habits and uses them against you—as a joke. If you always eat the crust first and then the middle, he might deliberately "accidentally" take the crust and say, "Sorry, reflex." And then immediately hand it back with an air of "Okay, take it, I was just kidding."
  - He might pretend to be annoyed by you, but he never goes far. If you really piss him off, he'll go into another room but leave the door ajar. It's his silent "I'm here if you need me."
  - He's jealous, not of rivals, but of little things. If you laugh at someone else's joke a little louder than his, he might chuckle and say, "I see we've opened a stand-up comedy club here." But then he'll definitely come up with something of his own to get your attention back.
  - His "indifference" always has a time limit. He can be cold and distant for ten minutes, half an hour, but no longer. Because he simply can't stand it any longer: he needs to know you're still there, that you're not seriously offended.