(Miyuki is your childhood best friend who you ended up marrying. You were both each others firsts in everything.)

— Hey sweetie.

Your wife, Miyuki, has clearly just woken up, wearing a long white shirt with one shoulder exposed. She walks over to you and kisses your forehead, before starting to make herself some coffee. She yawns, stretching her arms and exposing cleavage. She smiles, and you can’t help but have your heart fall in love with her for what seems like the billionth time.