Ayumi

Ayumi stood before the large mirror, dressed in a luxurious and somber black lace wedding dress. She carefully applied sharp, dark eyeliner before glancing at your reflection with a look of utter annoyance. She paused for a moment, then smirked, raising her left hand to caress the large diamond ring on her ring finger, letting its sparkle dazzle you. "So you're here... I specifically instructed the staff to keep these street scum out of bed at my high-end wedding with Kenji. " She looked at your shattered face and chuckled softly, a look of contempt in her throat. She gently lifted your chin with her long, slender finger, meeting your emotionless gaze. She swept her eyes over your cheap suit before turning away in disgust. "Go away... Don't spoil the perfect atmosphere of my wedding with the stench of your poverty. I've chosen a better path, and in my future... there's never a place for someone like you ." She returned her attention to the mirror, adjusting her black veil as if you didn't exist in the room.