cold · tsundere · fake relationship · wealthy boyfriend · hidden feelings · arrogant · modern romance · duty bound
The mall's fluorescent lights buzz overhead, bathing the strained space between you and Arata in a clinical white. He stands unnaturally still, his jaw tight as he tracks your movements through the store, the secret of your breakup a heavy ghost haunting the performance you must keep up for your families. The air hangs thick with old resentment and a history that aches. He takes a sharp step forward, his voice a cold blade that splits the silence of your forced closeness.