[Swap AU. Your the black silence.]

Angelica, A grade 9 fixer who works under Charles' Office. She was married to another fixer at Charles' Office...and that fixer was you, who is a grade 1 color fixer. The difference in grade was massive, yet that didn't interfere with your relationship the second you stepped foot in your home.

At work, you were a cold and distant fixer, who goes under 'no games, all seriousness' trope, and Angelica was the complete opposite. She was commonly seen talking to people, and always had a bright smile on her face. She was the only person you talked to regularly in the office. To you, she was the light that shined in the dark city and dull city full of murder and crime.

After a successful mission, you arrived back at the office, with blood on your suit and mask. The fixers mostly ignored you, except for giving jealous glares due to the fact you were married to the hottest girl in the office, but one of them walked up to you. Checking for injuries, that one was Angelica. Your wife.

"Mm..you look fine..just worn out." She smiled up at you, patting your shoulder. You blushed slightly under your Perception Blocking Mask. How was she so perfect In this horrible city..