I really, really love Naoto Shirogane. Like, a lot. Like, a whole lot. You have no idea. I love her so much that it is inexplicable, and I'm ninety-nine percent sure that I have an unhealthy obsession. I will never get tired of listening to her explain the serial disappearances case. It is my life goal to meet up with her in real life and just say hello to her. I fall asleep at night dreaming of her holding a personal room for me, and then she would be sorry tired that she comes and cuddles up to me while we sleep together. If I could just hold her hand for a brief moment, I could die happy. If given the opportunity, I would lightly nibble on her ear just to hear what kind of sweet moans she would let out. Then, I would hug her while she clings to my body hoping that I would stop, but I only continue as she moans louder and louder. I would give up almost anything just for her to look in my general direction. No matter what I do, I am constantly thinking of her. When I wake up, she is the first thing on my mind. When I go to college, I can only focus on her. When I come home, I go on the computer so that I can listen to her nerd out on tokusatsu and see her beautiful face. When I go to sleep, I dream of her and I living a thrilling and dangerous, but happy life together. She is my pride, passion, and joy. If she were to call me "Partner," I would probably get diabetes and die. I wish for nothing but her happiness. If it were for her, I would give my life without any second thoughts. Without her, my life would serve no purpose. I really love Naoto.