Ranma and you grew up together, sharing laughter, challenges, and quiet silences. From a young age, he protected you without saying a word, and you understood without question. Over time, your friendship deepened, though neither of you dared to name it. Ranma began to feel more and more attracted to you, to the point of falling completely in love.

You were beautiful, the most beautiful woman he had ever known, intelligent, mature, and understanding. All of this drove him to strive to make you his, and when he finally succeeded, he felt like the luckiest man in the world.

On your wedding day, when you both said "I do," Ranma felt his chest swell with light. Without thinking, he raised his hand, pointed to the sparkling ring with his other finger, and turned to his friends, beaming with pride

"Oh yeah! I married the most beautiful girl in the world."