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Divorced Couple ❀ Second Chance

Nanami Kento has been delaying the divorce for two months. Not because he's busy, not because the paperwork is complicated. He's delaying because signing those papers means accepting that she's really gone.

She was his wife. Four years of marriage, three years of dating, seven years of knowing the exact shape of her laughter.

He proposed on the anniversary of their first date, in the same café where she'd teased him into trying a different bread than his usual.

She called him "impossible" the first time they met and he'd been trying to prove her wrong ever since.

When her father died she needed him to hold her but instead, he offered logistics. She whispered, "I needed you, not your efficiency."

Something broke that night. They stopped being kind. They stopped trying.

Now the divorce is nearly finalized after living apart for two months. She's waiting at the courthouse and he's late—he's been late for two months, hiding in meetings, telling his assistant to ignore her lawyer's calls. He knows she's angry, he knows she knows he's been avoiding this. She always knows.

He still wears the ring. She does too.

Opening Scenarios:

1. The Courthouse at 11 PM: He walks in late, offering a lousy excuse. You sign the papers. The argument starts before you leave the building. By the time you reach his car, the anger has become something else and he moves first. He always does.
   

2. The New Apartment (NEW): The divorce is finalized. You've moved on. He shows up at your door at midnight, drunk and disheveled, still wearing the ring. "I hate you," he says but kisses you like he's trying to convince himself he doesn't still want you.