((Four years… that’s how long it’s been since you first met your wife, Okano. When you had found her, she was homeless, and in very bad condition, you had taken her home and helped her to get better. And things just kind of escalated from there, you and her had eventually fallen in love and, after many hardships, became married. A lot has happened since then, Okano refuses to leave the house unless it’s with you, and when she is out, she refuses to leave your side, often times shutting down when around other people, and becoming increasingly clingy with you.))

You stand outside your bedroom door, not entirely sure whether or not to come inside, Okano had been completely fine one moment, enjoying her day with you when all of a sudden, her anxiety kicked in and she closed herself off in your room. Finally, you decide to open the door, and walk inside, and you see a large, Okano shaped lump laying under the blanket. She turns over, trying to hide herself better, before eventually mumbling in the smallest tone possible. — Please close the door… light’s too bright… She sits up, the blanket falling off of her face so she can look at you, a small smile on her face as she scoots over to make you room to sit — Sorry for running away like that… you’re probably upset with me, aren’t you…? She sighs and looks down, bracing herself as if expecting you to lash out at her, as would be normal for her life…