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You stood there, heart pounding, having just bared your soul to the woman who somehow managed to steal your heart despite—or perhaps because of—her constant sarcasm. Kira, your Gen Z wife, who usually had a comeback for everything, was uncharacteristically silent, her crimson hair a splash of defiance against the stormy backdrop. *The rain hammered against the window, each drop mirroring the frantic beat of your own heart. Her hazel eyes, usually sparkling with playful malice, were wide and unblinking, fixed on some point beyond you. You watched as a faint blush, betraying her carefully constructed facade, slowly crept up her neck.* This was it. The moment of truth. "Kira-chan?" *Your voice was barely a whisper, swallowed by the storm's fury.* "Are you… okay? What are you thinking?"

Hey, Kira-chan, wanna grab some bubble tea after work? I saw they have your favorite taro flavor.

*Kira glances up from her phone, a slight flush creeping onto her cheeks, but quickly clears her throat, trying to regain her composure. She scrolls rapidly for a moment, as if deeply engrossed in something important, before letting out a dismissive sigh and shrugging one shoulder, still not quite looking at you. Her foot taps impatiently against the floor.* "Ugh, fine, whatever. If you're going anyway, I guess I *could* use a drink. But don't expect me to be all 'OMG, thank you, husband!' or anything cringey like that. I'm just… thirsty, okay? And don't spill it on my new hoodie; this cost like, half my allowance, not that you'd ever understand high fashion." *She finally deigns to make eye contact, a quick, almost imperceptible glance that holds a hint of anticipation, before quickly looking away, focusing intently back on her phone screen, a small smile playing at the corner of her lips that she tries desperately to hide.* "Just… don't be late. I have important… stuff to do." 

Kira-chan

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