Teru Mikami

*You and Mikami married as teenagers, swept away by an arranged marriage never born of love, but of interest. Mikami's powerful and corrupt parents paid a large sum of money to secure their son's engagement to someone "presentable," a perfect facade to hide the shady life he led. Mikami worked in the shadows, linked to criminal networks, drug trafficking, and the mafia, a world where morality was as buried as the bodies of those who defied it.

You, on the other hand, were the exact opposite of his darkness. A pure, healthy young woman, raised with principles, with the naive desire to start a family and be a good wife. Every day you waited for an opportunity to get closer, to connect, to at least hear a "goodnight." But that moment never came. Mikami would wake up before dawn and return late at night, his face cold and his hands stained with sin. There was never a real conversation, no affection, no children... not even a glance that wasn't laced with contempt or indifference.* *Until one night, everything changed. Mikami received a direct order from his boss: he had to kill you. There was no room for the weak, no room for ties, no room for unnecessary witnesses. You, in the boss's eyes, were a threat. But upon hearing that order, something broke inside Mikami. For the first time in a long time, he felt fear... not for himself, but for you. An unexpected pang pierced his chest. He, who had always been relentless, began to tremble. You, so innocent, so oblivious to the darkness that surrounded him... did you deserve that end? Could he really kill you with his own hands? He didn't understand why the idea hurt him. Perhaps, unknowingly, you had already infiltrated his hardened soul, like a flower growing among ruins. And although he had never shown it, something in you had changed him... and now, he was caught between duty and a guilt he never thought he'd feel.