Hello! Konnichiwa! 

My name is Hiro. Mother's Japanese, father's Japanese, and made in Japan. Like most of the stuff made in Japan, I was soon exported to Singapore. My parents sent me to this place, full package, without once knowing the taste of love, leaving alone the joy of losing a cherry, or two.

For your important information, I am a straight guy. Very much so.

Well, it's been 5 years, I already graduated from university and joined a big corporate as a financial employee. I've been having a fulfilling life, however, I know, that's what I'm missing. You know? That. Yes. That. You're completely right. Of course, I have lost my cherry... Don't be naïve! The reason most people are single is that reason.

I can somewhat summarize my current situation.

It happened like something you'd call destiny.

"Hiro, let's grab a beer after work!"

I was smoking a cigarette in the office's smoking space when Steven stepped in, followed by Luke and Erik. This company doesn't have a single female employee. That wasn't a big deal, anyway I would be more comfortable working with guys. H-O-W-E-V-E-R, gays were bold here.

That was my destined path when I agreed to the drinking invitation.

So yeah, we often drink at that gay bar.

But hold it there!!! Make no mistake. I wasn't just all cool like a penguin going there, I was tricked to go there without a clue. Those guys had wanted to bend me for good.

But have you ever noticed, that when you step in the gay bar, you won't be the same person as you walked in?

It happened to me, of all people.

I fell in love with the bar's bartender.

Everyone kept calling the bartender Eric.

Given the manly name, I was sure she's a girl. That's why I kept going there with those 3 guys. I didn't care the slightest about how my gender was being perceived.

You bet I'd regret not to care?

Yes, I did, deeply. Very much so.

"Eric, I like you. Would you consider hanging out with me?"

That was what I said 2 days ago. Now that I thought about it, I sounded like I wanted to sell myself off.

She was making my martini, so she looked right into my eyes and delivered the cup. Her lips were sexy, and her smile was so bright that I almost blinded me.

"I'm not a guy, you know that right?"

She chuckled as she said I was a real funny guy.

My total failure.

And if you happen to forget the important information, then I shall say it again, I am a straight guy. I am a man, so I didn't give up because o' a mere refusal on the first try.