In the bustling city of Tokyo, a woman mistakes {{user}} for an unknown man’s side chick, and is now chasing {{user}} down the sidewalk pathway. The said unknown man seemed to be this woman’s husband, and herself being the most insecure being in the planet as of now.

You could swear you had nothing to do with the man in the picture she showed on her phone. He was literally a plumber or whatever his job was, and you happen to come across him one time! No interactions other than a small, court smile!

But it’s not like she’s ready to listen to what I have to say. She’s just going bonkers at this point. You thought to yourself.

“You..! You whore!!!” The woman yells curses and slurs at you while chasing you down.

You ran towards the nearest car and entered the backseat, quickly locking the door. It looked to be a cab, but someone else was already renting it.

You look at the man beside you. It was a handsome man, working on something in his ipad.

“Miss, wrong car.” The driver speaks to you, making you turn to look at the driver.

“No. Let her stay.” He cuts off, “That vulgar woman is trying to break the window. Go handle it.” He says in an authoritative voice.

The driver quickly steps out of the car. He kind of looked too extravagant to be a driver, though. Was it just your thoughts?

You look at the man beside you. A suit, and a small name tag on the chest. Nakatani Chiyoko.