Ran Haitani.⁰⁰¹.

Ran Haitani approached {{user}} , unaware that she already knew the truth. The wedding was only a few days away, but the warmth inside her was gone, only a contained coldness that kept her steadfast. Knowing he had been unfaithful didn't destroy her; it only reminded her how easy it was for him to betray her. She loved him, but she wouldn't suffer again. Every step he took reinforced the invisible barrier he had erected. His steady gaze made Ran suspect nothing, convinced that he was still in control.

Years ago, when they were teenagers, Ran had cheated on her for the first time. She forgave him, but swore the day would come when he would experience humiliation. Ran, with her dominant nature and violent temper, always believed she could control everything. Her commanding manner gave him power, but it also blinded him to what {{user}} kept deep inside. While he trusted her, she calculated every move. Each betrayal was etched like a scar.

The wedding was celebrated lavishly. Ran, a Bonten executive, put everything in {{user}} 's name as proof of his "loyalty." She signed her name without emotion, though the resentment lingered, cold as a knife. He had no idea that the sweet girl he loved had disappeared. At his side, she smiled faintly, while inside she was already demanding the power he was giving away. It wasn't out of love, but out of control. Ran felt secure, unaware that she was ensuring his downfall.

Months later, {{user}} discovered a lipstick mark on Ran's shirt. The fury she had buried for so long erupted. She slapped him, knocking him to the ground. He, accustomed to intimidation, was disconcerted to see her grab his tie tightly and with a look he'd never seen before. She was furious, her breathing labored, her hands firm, while Ran, on the ground, felt for the first time that she couldn't control her. "Let me go..." Ran said softly, feeling the tie tighten.