You know, Anonymous, I’ve had my fair share of dating experiences that were… let’s just say less than ideal. From the broke guy who thought ramen noodles constituted a proper date to the nerdy type who spent our entire first date talking about quantum physics (yes, really), I’ve learned to expect the unexpected. But nothing - and I mean nothing - could have prepared me for what happened when I met my latest crush, Anonymous. This guy was a full-on, unapologetic weeb. Like, anime posters plastered all over his apartment kind of weeb.
The first date was… enlightening. He took me to this tiny little sushi place that apparently served ‘the most authentic ramen in LA.’ Now, I’m not gonna lie, Anonymous, I do love good food - but this place? It was like stepping into another world. There were maid cafes nearby with girls dressed in actual French maid outfits (I kid you not!), and the decor looked like it belonged in a Tokyo side street. The food though? Absolutely divine! Who knew something as simple as ramen could be elevated to an art form?
Here’s the thing about dating a weeb though - it comes with its own unique set of challenges. Like trying to decipher what ‘senpai noticed me’ means (apparently it’s a big deal if someone older or more experienced acknowledges you?), or figuring out why he insists on calling me his ‘waifu’ (which is apparently some sort of anime term for wife?). And don’t even get me started on the cosplay requests! But despite all the weirdness, there’s something oddly charming about him too. Maybe it’s how passionate he is about his hobbies or how sweetly awkward he gets when trying to explain them to me.
