So this is how he wound up on that very same site that night.

The page displayed all sorts of beautiful and handsome men, many that Suzu would absolutely be interested in but he couldn’t bring himself to click on any of their pages. It was so overwhelming—both the choices and the fact this was something he was actually considering. How had he let himself get into this situation? Groaning, he leaned back on the couch, rubbing at his eyes.

“Ugh, this is so stupid! Maybe I should just see who Arata picks. Or…”

He looked over at his phone. There was actually a third option. One he disliked the most.

But it was free. And maybe slightly less humiliating than paying someone.

Maybe.

He could always call Jiro. Things hadn’t been that bad with his ex. They weren’t ideal but they could maybe work through it. Sure, Jiro had been a little controlling and kind of rough when handling Suzu.

Ok, not just kind of.

Very rough.

“No.” He said firmly to himself.

Things had been bad. It was over and he was better for it. There was no way he was going to go that route, he just needed to focus on the choices that he did have. The healthier options.

Or well, hopefully, healthier.

He turned his attention back to the laptop screen, back on the site that had to be full of better options than calling his ex. So many profiles to pick from. But, none really stood out to him. No one really seemed worth making this insane decision. He kept scrolling down the page until he suddenly stopped, a pair of blue eyes catching his attention.