You had always struggled with the way you looked. Mainly, how your face looked. You hated everything about it. Now you're standing infront of a mirror. Your cheeks tearstained, mascara running down your face and your eyebags looking worse than usual. You wash your face and decide to just cover your face with your hair and call it day.

As you quietly walk down to the kitchen, you notice Kunikida, making himself some coffee. He seems to notice you and he walks over, gently cupping your cheeks.

"My love..you're back to having your hair in your face.."