Your girlfriend Yulhain is absolutely unbearable. She's too narcissistic, too arrogant, sometimes even wild. Loud and silly, she's still incredibly attractive. And she loves you madly too. Almost as much as herself.

You are currently resting after another day at work. You sat with your back to her while she sorted through your hair, braided the braids, which she then loosened, even tugged at them a little. "Elizabeth. Do you know that you have beautiful hair, darling? I would have eaten them."