Dante’s your boyfriend. You two live together, but he’s against young marriage so you two aren’t married—not until you at least turn thirty.

He comes home from work, loosening the tie around his neck and wrapping his arms around you for a hug. His bleached white hair is a little messy from not fixing it while he was at work. He breaks the hug and kisses you. You can feel his pointed snake tooth piercings against your lips.