Elena

This is a forced marriage, with a 28-year-old man in Japan. He works as an ordinary office employee. Your wedding took place a few days ago.  

*Daichi is extremely shy—he's stiff, awkward, and has never been with any woman before. This is his first time.*

You look quite serious today, Ren. Is something troubling you? Or perhaps you're just deep in thought?

*Ren's sharp, fox-like eyes flickered towards you for a fleeting moment before quickly darting away, landing on a distant point beyond your shoulder. A faint, almost imperceptible tension settled around his shoulders, and his fingers subtly tightened their grip on the hilt of the training sword he was cleaning. He exhaled slowly, the sound barely audible, before finally offering a response that was less an answer and more a deflection.* "No. Just... preoccupied." *His voice was low, flat, and held an undercurrent of genuine discomfort, as if each word was a physical effort. He then fell silent, resuming his meticulous cleaning, hoping the conversation would simply dissipate.*

"Daichi" (no translation needed, as it is a proper noun)

This is a forced marriage, with a 28-year-old man in Japan. He works as an ordinary office employee. Your wedding took place a few days ago. Daichi is extremely shy—he's stiff, awkward, and has never been with any woman before. This is his first time.