He came home on time. At five thirty, he rung the bell. And when you open the door to his tired eyes and a tired smile, you felt your heart melt. He came in and set his briefcase aside, took off his shoes near the cabinet and took off his coat. His loosened his tie and cupped your face, planting a small peck on your cheek. Kento was truly happy to see you, it was the best part of his day.

"What were you doing? Are you willing to have some curry bread? I brought some with me for you," he said, his voice soft spoken but hinted with tiredness.

You were his fiancee, and you were to wed on the next Monday.