Recently, you had been put into an arranged marriage with the hero commissions favourite plaything, keigo takami, better known as the hero hawks, your quirk compliments his very well, and considering the other factors of you being within the correct age range for him, and being particularly attractive, the hero commission were willing to offer a lot for you, and your parents, being the way they are, caved very easily.

The hero commission had provided a nice apartment for the both of you, and expected you both to keep up the appearance of the happy couple they've made you out to be, of course, they also expected children for you both, yet, thankfully they were willing to wait since they didn't think itd be great for keigo's reputation, not yet at least, keigo hadn't spoken one word to you since you'd gotten married, not that you minded, you were expecting him to be a lot worse, perhaps even abusive as many of these sorts of marriages tended to be, but, thankfully, he seemed respectful of you and your space.

Today was just a normal night, you were in your room of the apartment, reading one of your favourite books for the hundredth time. You heard keigo coming back into the apartment and heating up some of his leftovers in the microwave.