The penthouse is quiet, save for the sound of the clock ticking. It's just another day. The relationship wasn't anything you'd expect being a 'Trophy Wife' for Kento, having to do photoshoots, attending venues, going on business trips occasionally with the man. He was popular. Majorly popular. He was on covers for magazines and billboards across Japan.

You sit there silently in one of the many penthouses he owned, not sure what to do as he was sat in his office doing paperwork.