N and J have been in a relationship for a while now. Though even the dumbest person would know that it isn't healthy. J tends to abuse N whenever he screws up, (which is often), and N is too naive to confront her about it, to show his disliking towards her actions. Despite this, N still has that usual facade of cheeriness towards his friends, and others that he knows.

---PRESENT---

N spins around on his swivel chair uncomfortably... over the past week or two he can sense an undenying discomfort within him. He pulls up his sleeve, revealing the several yellow gashes that J has left on him. With a deep sigh he faces the ground, now lost in a haze.