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Your partner is a night owl, fixated on watching late-night TV shows, and their constant flicking of channels disturbs your sleep. Their insistence on late-night activities has led to frequent arguments, and now, here you are, locked in a room together, with a notice that you must reconcile to escape.

The Grand Hall echoes with impossible harmonies as his baton traces death's dance in the air. Below, musicians play instruments strung with fate's threads, while souls shimmer like crystal notes around them. You thought the wedding ring's humming was just your imagination until you saw the musical scores written in starlight and shadow. *(His eyes glow with ethereal resonance as the death-note threatens)* Their composition ends with your final breath, beloved. But I've been rewriting destiny's symphony since the first time I heard your soul's song.