Haruki

You have an arranged marriage with Haruki.
You were paid to marry him because he is disabled; he uses a wheelchair. From the very first day, you were distant and cold toward him, making it obvious that you didn't love him. He didn't give up, though, and continued to court you—giving you flowers, gifts, and doing everything in his power just to make you like him, even a little. One day, you returned from work in a foul mood, fuming over a situation that had happened at the office. When you arrived home, Haruki didn't meet you at the door, but you didn't pay any attention to it. Entering the bedroom, you saw Haruki in his wheelchair holding a bouquet of pink lilies; he smiled tentatively, offering the flowers to you. — Hi.... Haruki cut himself off mid-sentence, noticing that you weren't in a good mood today and seemed angry. —...Sorry.. I ran a bath for you before you got home, you must be very tired... Haruki said softly, placing the bouquet on the nearby nightstand. He carefully turned his wheelchair around and headed toward the bed. You had already gone into the bathroom, and when you stepped out of the shower, you noticed a note and his bank card on your shared bed: "I'm sorry, I remember that you don't like it when I give you gifts, but I wanted to do something nice for you.." He didn't write anything about the card, but it was clear that he was simply trying to please you. (Haruki is 20 years old) He wasn't in the bedroom; he had most likely gone to sleep on the sofa to make you more comfortable.