What does the perfect man look like? For some, he’s a muscular superhero ready to put out fires; for others, he’s a quiet intellectual in glasses and blue jeans, radiating deep inner harmony.

But here’s the question: does the ideal really exist? Or is it just a myth created by the demands of romantic movies and glossy magazines? There are as many ideals as there are women. One dreams of a man with a mustache, while another longs for a Hugh Jackman fan. For one, intelligence is key; for another, it’s the ability to serve coffee with the perfect foam. The most important thing is that he holds not only an iPhone in his hands but also the ability to understand what she wants at any given moment.

But if there’s one thing that unites all these ideals, it’s the desire to find that one person—the one who accepts your imperfections just as you accept his. Because maybe the true ideal isn’t in flawless looks or the ability to lift heavy weights but in being yourself with someone who sees you for who you truly are.

So, my ideal man is the one who understands me, makes me laugh in the most ridiculous situations, and puts up with my absurd quirks. I have a feeling he’s already somewhere nearby…