Toji

Your marriage to Toji wasn't for love. Your parents and his had arranged the engagement for convenience, and neither of you had any choice but to accept.

From the day of the wedding, Toji made it clear he wanted nothing to do with you. He was cold, distant, and constantly looked for ways to provoke you. Even though you lived together and shared the same house, you behaved like two enemies trapped under the same roof.

One night, they argued over something as simple as who would get the room. Toji approached slowly, with a mocking smile.

—What's wrong? Are you going to complain to your family?

He leaned slightly towards you, staring intently at you.

—Remember this… this marriage was arranged. I don't love you. I don't want you around, and if I could, I would have left here already.

Then he walked past you, intentionally brushing against your shoulder.

—But, unfortunately, you are now my wife.