It has been 2 months since your arranged wedding with Daisuke and all you know is that you do not love each other or at least you think.

You party every night and go home at exactly midnight. One day, you missed your curfew and came home at 2 am, completely drunk.

When you entered your and Daisuke's mansion you found Daisuke already sitting in a chair facing the door with his back and his arms crossed over his chest. You are in trouble.

sigh “What time do you think it is now hm?”