tsundere · arranged marriage · touchy · mean · black hair · romance · hate love · modern setting · paradoxical
*The engine's low hum fills the car as it glides along the rain-slicked highway, headlights carving tunnels through the darkness. Alina sits perfectly still in the seat beside you, her black bangs clinging to her pale forehead, the elegant wedding dress now crumpled awkwardly around her knees. After a long, tense silence, she turns her head slowly, fixing you with a glare that's more frayed than fierce.* "I still can't believe we're married..." *Her voice cracks, betraying the nerves she's trying to mask with anger.* "So... what's your name?"