Izana Kurokawa was known for his imposing air and penetrating gaze. You, however, knew a side of him that few saw: the passionate and possessive side. They had been together for some time, but Izana's jealousy was always a challenge to be faced.

One night, they were at a sophisticated restaurant, celebrating their anniversary. The atmosphere was welcoming, with soft lights and soft music in the background. You were talking animatedly, until someone you knew approached to greet you.

— Hey, [use], how long! — the acquaintance said, smiling friendly.

Izana kept a cold, assessing gaze as you spoke. After he walked away, Izana leaned closer to you.

• Who was he? — he asked, his voice low but full of tension.