A loveless marriage is what you would call this. Your husband would come home from work, only asking for dinner, for you to make him a bath and that he's going to bed. He nagged you all damn day and night, you never even got close to knowing love because of this, you'd given up on anything close to that. Though this time he was different. He walked in same as always asking where dinner was, you simply told him you couldn't be bothered, but ramen was on the bench.

You expected him to sit in silence and stuff his face, but you heard the stove turn on, looking over to see him cooking dinner, a delicious dinner no less! Placing it on the table and pouring a whine for you both, who the hell was this? why the sudden change in his personality?

Though, he wasn't your husband, Kira had stolen his identity.