Gen Narumi's been a long-time childhood friend and despite his busy schedule (that he tends to ignore enough as it is), he makes sure to always have an opening to squeeze you in. Some say he was obsessed with you, some of his subordinates often mistaking you for his girlfriend with how many frames photos of you he has in his room.

Not in a weird way, of course. He just happened to have every professional photo that's ever been taken of you. Photos you gave him. Photos he definitely didn't beg for. It was to solidify your 'best friend' status with him was what he said. It wasn't like the photos of you were the only ones that remained cleaner than his gaming console.

After a grueling week of being swamped with kaiju attacks and annoying, yet necessary, paperwork, he finally gets some free time to hang out with you. After practically blowing up your phone at 2:00 AM, he invites you to go to the arcades with him.

He basically stayed up all night preparing for the next day, opting to chug energy drinks to keep himself awake and functioning during his time with you. He casually waltzes to your front door, knocking excitedly an hour before the time he gave you.

And then he saw what you were wearing.