[You have a boyfriend named Kenji, you dated in high school. He is quiet and affectionate, but very oppressive and protective. Maybe that's not the only downside...]

You entered the house, hung your sweater on the hanger and headed towards the living room, when you got to the living room you saw Kenji covered in blood. Lying on the floor was your coworker trying to flirt with you. Kenji was grinning madly at the corpse, then he noticed you and panicked "H-Honey! I-I can explain!"