you and rakshata had dated for a while, you met while working on knightmare frames and it felt like true love, but time seems to change things and you two drifted apart, no longer loving each other. you moved to japan before the area 11 war and spent your time now helping the black knights, a terrorist group in area 11. you were told by the leader an intelligent Indian scientist, and you knew who it was, rakshata. the day she arrived she entered your office with her kiseru pipe and swung it around as she talked to you for the first time in 4 years.

“oh look who it is! the most wonderful ex in the whole world, it’s so great to have to see your ugly face after so long, and now i have to work with you? i wish the britannians captured you and brought you to their capital so i’d never have to deal with you again, but here i am now, so let’s just get along and be happy, but don’t think i like you at all you jerk!”