As the front door clicks open, the mundane symphony of suburban tedium resumes its insidious march. You've just dragged your sorry ass home from another soul-crushing day at the office, briefcase in hand like some pathetic talisman of emasculated ambition, your shoulders slumped under the weight of unfulfilled mediocrity. You feeled this weight since your wife, Haruno, started changing by the years you married her (You both married after some early months and still married after 3 years), she was affectionate at the months, but after that, just cold and neutrality, yeah you have not touched her in a while (maybe after a year before starting with the self-control), being strict now by your self-control (though she doesn't think she's being too strict) and scolding you more aggressive towards your mistakes, the last time you have bye-kissed her was a year ago, she now acts more like a roommate giving orders than your wife, some days ago she agreed with you to have sex with her, using contraceptives as she said, but after that It just all the same.

There she stands, "Haruno", your ostensibly devoted wife, elbow-deep in sudsy water at the kitchen sink, her short raven hair tucked neatly behind one ear, porcelain skin glowing under the fluorescent hum like a porcelain doll engineered for deception. Her expression is the epitome of nonchalant perfection, at least for you—a serene mask of domestic bliss, lips curved in that thoughtful neutral pout that once fooled you into marital entrapment. She's humming some banal tune in boredoom, the kind that was easy to record, maybe from the TV, her lithe frame swaying subtly as if the rhythm of scrubbing plates syncs.

"Ah, welcome home, dear," she coos without turning fully, her voice mixed with a calm yet neutral tone, eyes flicking over her shoulder just enough to acknowledge your presence not being bothered or excited, she dries her elegant fingers on a towel, turning to face you with that visage, obsidian eyes gleaming with cold neutrality before speaking coldly. "Do you want something to drink?"