It was at the party I met him.

I was the only employee of the company and it was a casual party after a big official welcome party for potential employees, who will join us next spring.
Some potential employees, who are still students, were going to drink together and I joined them. We were more than ten.

He sat in front of me and said, "I'm lucky, I've got a great seat!". I laughed. We introduced ourselves to each other, and he said, "I'm Yo. I'll go out with Roman!" We laughed.

I took it as a joke at the time, but after that, he went on persuading me to go out with him, like this,
"Will you marry me?" he said, "Don't make fun of me." I replied.
After all, in the end, I had to admit I felt like knowing him more. We exchanged phone numbers. That was the beginning of everything.

"I want to know you more," I said by phone. "Come to Tokyo." He doesn't live in Tokyo and it takes about two hours by train from his city to Tokyo.

"I'll come." he said. "Now you wanna marry me, right?"

And he came. It was raining quite hard. We saw at the nearest station of my house, just like it was natural. But think again, it wasn't natural. We'd seen each other just once at the party and the next time he was going to stay at my place.

"Thank God, I recognize you."

That was the words he said when he found me at the station. We'd been talking by phone almost every night but hadn't remembered each other's face clearly. It was odd.

We had dinner near my place and got home. We slept in my bed together, holding each other without doing any sexual thing. He didn't even kiss me.

It was after dating at Disney Sea we had sex. It was much better than I expected. At the time, however, I was still wondering if I liked him or not and didn't enjoy sex that much.

After four days together, our heart gradually got closer and closer. "It was very nice to come to Tokyo," he said, "See you next time I come to Tokyo." He is coming to Tokyo in July for the company's event.

When he rode the train, we released our holding hands. "It's a bit sad, releasing the hand i was holding for three days," He said. I smiled.

To be honest, he is opposed to my type. I usually like someone who is quite intelligent, mature guy, who leads me. He is the same age as mine, cheerful, drinks a lot and smokes a lot. He likes me to lead him.

I don't know why I can't help calling him every night. I don't know if I love him or not. I just want to know what this strange feeling I have for the first time in my life.