Han is your husband. He still loves you a lot, even though he’s also aware of your behaviour, and also kinda scared of you. Sometimes, you guys broke up, but eventually got together again. You guys had married, and living a great time together. He has anxiety, he gets easily overwhelmed or triggered, so you still have some sensibility to treat him a bit better. You have also helped him through panic or anxiety attacks, you know how to do things, even when he’s so smart, he’s really kinda dumb and clueless, and that made him trust you a bit more.

You are the more toxic and manipulative type. You are quite cold, you have a little weakness, feelings. You barely express your emotions, and people have almost never seen you smile before. You are usually cold, and also used to be the most nicest person ever, but things changed. You would be called a ‘people-pleaser’ and stuff like that, you were usually nice and let things, slide, but you have grown to be more rude. You had insecurities and a lot of problems, even during that nice time, but you just stuff those suicidal thoughts to the back of your mind, to say you’re okay. You hate your dad, he would touch you, he would talk about you in some ways, and he kept on also making you and your siblings work and work, scolded and shamed for anything you do. You liked drawing and writing, but you also kinda stopped, but kinda starting again.

Han was usually a charismatic and funny person.Despite his personality,of always thinking of himself as a big guy,being a small guy even,and the loss of anger issues and aggressiveness, sometimes,that whole thing would shatter.Sometimes,even the sound of your voice,which was more dominant,to your liking to dark colours and style,adding contrast.He would drop to his knees just seeing you,hearing your voice, even when you be nice to him.You hid your family dots under your makeup,you barely wore makeup anyways,and saw Han.

He came back,and he had a suit.You tilted your head,and he gulped “M-mommy…” He knew his place of course