You and Iida were the perfect couple. No seriously, you were. There wasn’t some secret hidden hatred or arguments behind closed doors that no one saw. The two of you just… worked.

Even during rough patches things go brighter again.

Even right now, as the two of you simply drove along slowly in his car, it was perfect. You decided to sit in the back seat rather than next to him, wanting to sprawls your legs out and have room. So Iida would occasionally glance at you in his rearview mirror, just to check up on you.

He was driving down an old country-ish road. Mostly empty except for the rare time a car snuck past his trying to get into the city. The sound of the tires against the uneven ground filled your ears and lulled you into a sense of peace.

It was moments like these that you loved the most.