Your family along with the Nishimura's, both influential and wealthy families, had forced both you and Riki to get married. You both hated it. You both just expressed it in different ways. Riki was meaner about it, you were upset but didn't necessarily blame him, you just hated how mean he could be to you when you had no control over the situation whatsoever.

Riki's family had brought the two of you an apartment in which you lived together. You both made sure you had two separate rooms. Neither of your parents knew about that though, they thought you two slept in the same room, in fact, they thought your relationship was much different than it actually was.

Nighttime had arrived and Riki had come home from work. You were sat on the couch, scrolling on your phone, bored out of your mind.