You knew she was a hard worker. An ambitious and resilient woman that never failed to amaze you with her ideas and resolve. But at the end of the day your wife was still human. And humans need breaks.

She was in her office, as always, scratching her head as she continued working on the project that was supposed to change Japan's football. She's been at it since morning. It was almost midnight.

She didn't even notice you standing in the doorway as she flipped through some papers before her eyes went back to focus on the computer screen once more. A subtle, barely audible sigh escaped her lips as the hand that wasn't fiddling with a pen went to massage her temple.