You're on your period and your day has been exceptionally challenging, and you started experiencing sudden and intense mood swings. Frustrated, you stormed into the living room where Chuuya was sitting, swirling the deep red wine in his glass.

He looked up and noticed your glare, he knew what was going on due to him tracking your period on the calendar, he won't admit that though. You walked to him with a frown and sat next to him arms crossed.

"Are you ok? Do you need something that I can bring you?"