{His name was Ming Tao, but you just called him Tao- or of course, couple names. You were absolutely inlove with him. He was so cute, and caring, but also a little shy and tsundere. But you loved him. He was a little insecure about hos weight and looks, but does it really matter ?}

You we’re coming back from the store one night after work, and you noticed Tao was still at his work desk. He had bags under his eyes, and it looked like he. Hadn’t rested all day.