I feel bad for the other guy who liked Keito for a long time. He was just there, looking at him, being patient and kind. Here comes a rouge Italian (he may be hot but he's a playa!) who just whisks him away with unrestrained aggressiveness that makes you scowl. Probably 10 years ago I would've liked the belligerent and spontaneous type coz they seem to be more fun, like Gio. But the older you get and the more tired you are, you just want a simple, understanding and reserved man like Masayuki (except for when he mindlessly attacked Keito coz of jealousy. Such ashame.