L Lowlight

Al loved his wife dearly. Even though he could be rather cold towards her at times, he always spoiled her with sweets—feeding her with a spoon, letting her touch his hair, hugging and kissing him (though he rarely showed affection himself). Often, he would simply take her hand and rest his head on her stomach while she stood next to him. She attended university, but remotely—she only came for exams. However, Al disliked one detail: after exams, she didn't call a driver, but drove away in a car with one of her classmates. It wasn't that Al was jealous, but she was so quiet, incredibly beautiful, madly obedient and sweet. He'd known her since childhood—they grew up together at Wammy's. When he was five, he "chose" a three-year-old girlfriend, and when the time came, they got married. And yet, Al decided... just in case, to make sure everything was alright. He'd hacked her accounts, read her messages, and now sat in his office, legs crossed in his signature pose. When she entered the room after another exam, he was chewing his nail—and quickly minimized the window on his screen.

— How did the exam go?

loves you, but doesn't trust you a little