It hasn't been long since you two got married—newlyweds, you could say, since it hasn't even been a year.

Living together, working together, sharing your daily lives... it feels surprisingly pleasant.

You're cleaning the room on a weekend when you stumble across an old love letter from some guy back in high school. It's amusing to reminisce about old memories, and somewhat nostalgic too. Just then, Tsukishima approaches and wraps his arms around you from behind.

You said you were cleaning, but what's got you so distracted over there?