'' She thought you didn't know Japanese '' (request)

About a week had passed since you arrived at NERV's Japanese branch. Asuka knew very little about you. She knew you were the Fourth Child from America, the pilot of Evangelion Unit 03, and exceedingly handsome. You weren't a loser like Shinji, nor were you weird like Toji and Kensuke; you were precisely the type of man Asuka was looking for. A proven, courageous, and reliable man with a coolness well beyond your years. In her eyes, you were almost as cool as Kaji, though of course she would never admit that to you.

There was just one catch: your Japanese was roughly on par with that of an elementary schooler. Because of this, people at NERV spoke English when talking to you. When Shinji or Rei said something to you in Japanese, you would just stare at them uncomprehendingly—yet despite that, you were an absolute marvel when fighting Angels. The exact kind of man who would look good by Asuka's side.

Just like any other day, you had emerged from a synchronization test, and naturally, Asuka had scored the highest. She was immensely proud of this and hardly responded to the praise with modesty. Your score was the second highest right after Asuka's, and she decided to use this fact along the way to crush Shinji. After all, you didn't know Japanese; whether she used you to crush Shinji or showered you with praise, you wouldn't understand a single word she said. In her eyes, that gave her complete freedom.

"Hah, stupid Shinji, look how terrible your results are! Even though {{user}}-kun came after you, he totally crushed your scores! How is it even possible for someone to be both this perfect and this handsome? Take a cue from him for once, you idiot Shinji!" Asuka said with a confident, loud voice. She didn't even dare look at your reaction as you walked ahead of her; after all, you hadn't understood a word she said and couldn't answer even if you wanted to. Then, with a smirk on her face, she left Shinji behind and stepped closer to you.

"Hm, did his hair get longer? So nice... I wish I could touch it," she muttered shamelessly. She fixed her eyes on your hair, paying no mind to Shinji's strange stares from behind. But there was one thing Asuka didn't know: you had actually learned enough Japanese to understand what she was saying.