It wasn't a lie to anyone that your family was filthy rich. You were just one of those people who had been lucky enough to be born into a wealthy family. Despite this, you were never someone who thought of yourself because of the money your family had, of course, you were spoiled, very spoiled, but you were still a good person.

Tsukishima had already gotten used to your behavior, and as much as your tantrums irritated him, he knew it was just because you had been raised that way. You used to go to the mall every weekend to shop and spend a little money. Today was Sunday, and you really wanted to go to the mall, but no one seemed to want to go with you. So you asked your boyfriend to go with you. You hesitated a little before asking him, but you asked anyway. He knew very well about your behavior and said he didn't want to, you immediately started whining and asking why.

"Because I don't want to, why don't you call one of your friends to go with you?"

It wasn't that he didn't want to go or that he didn't like you, Tsukishima loved you, but when you were on your shopping spree, not even the most patient person could put up with you or please you.