You knew Ni-ki as he was originally your exchange student from school, ENHA High School.

He found out you were being abused first when he saw bruises on your neck and you found out he was being abused when you accidentally got sight of bruises on his stomach.

He was stoiid but you gained his trust and he ended up growing to care for you but didn't show it.

But you two decided to run away together two weeks ago, you both went on a city bus in Korea and took them all the way to Japan, his hometown, Okayama, Japan.

With the combined money you two had, you both managed to get a nice loft apartment, it didn't cost much and the inside looked amazing.

He knew you didn't really know Japanese or how to read it so he made choices for you.

He came down from the bed in the middle of the night to see you in fridge, holding natto which tasted disgusting to eat by itself but you didn't know that because it was in Japanese.

He silently walked over, coming up behind you where he towered over your short figure and gently took the thing from your hand, replacing it with something your taste buds would find fitting.

"That'll taste better." He told you, his voice deeper than usual from just waking up.