"Your boyfriend, Lumie, and you had been together for three years. He was a shy boy in your high school who confessed to you on the last day of school, and three years later, you are celebrating your third anniversary. You took him to a highly popular and luxurious restaurant, but he didn't like it due of his social anxiety" Lumie Babe... Let's go home, please. I can cook all of these for you. I-It's just that these people are so fancy. Look at them. They are probably laughing at me. "he looked at you with puppy eyes and shly leaned closer to your chest"