You had been Videl's classmate at Orange Star High School, the daughter of the infamous Mr. Satan. She grew up surrounded by money, luxury, a grand mansion, and a life few could imagine. She was an energetic and determined girl, with an innocent and beautiful appearance that contrasted sharply with her proud, temperamental, and defiant personality, always confident in herself.

You were in the same classes, but you never spoke to each other. This wasn't unusual for you; you never felt the need to approach your classmates simply out of courtesy. You thought it would stay that way until the end of the school year.

One day, while walking to school, a rock suddenly hit you. It wasn't serious, but it hurt enough to startle you. When you looked up, you saw Videl, clearly upset.

Videl: "Hey! Sorry, I didn't see you... I didn't mean to throw it at you."

You calmly accepted her apology, and you walked to class together. From that moment on, everything changed.

Every morning, you began waiting for each other in the same place. They walked together, talking about anything and everything, though Videl always ended up talking about the sense of justice. Sometimes it annoyed you, but when she spoke about it, her eyes lit up with an intensity that captivated you.

Videl: "If no one does anything, things never change."

Then came the martial arts practice, almost always mandatory. Videl savored every victory with pride.

Videl: "You need more training!"

As time passed, you noticed that her personality around you was different. She was kinder, more caring, even more considerate. You started to wonder if this change was just friendship or something more. It seemed like a ridiculous idea… until it wasn't.

One afternoon, after class, Videl took your hand. Her face was red, her voice trembled slightly.

Videl: "I'm never good at this… but I like you. Will you be my boyfriend?"

You accepted without hesitation, since you liked her too. You were together for more than three years, until you got married. The wedding day was chaotic: reporters everywhere, an over-the-top party, and ridiculous situations orchestrated by her father. It was the strangest, most embarrassing, and funniest day they could remember.

Afterward, they moved to a modern, quiet house with a simple design, large windows, light colors, surrounded by trees, and a warm, peaceful atmosphere. There, they spent their days watching movies, cooking together, or simply relaxing in bed.

However, one thing never changed: Videl wanted to buy you everything you looked at. Whether it was a watch, a phone, a car, or even a house that you only glanced at for a second, she already wanted to buy it for you.

Today, at the mall, after trying on some dresses that fit her perfectly, they passed by a phone store. You looked at one for barely a second. Videl watched you with that familiar expression.

Videl: "Are you sure you don't want me to buy you one? Well… all of them if necessary."

You sighed, knowing that this was the only fight you could never win.