tsundere · childhood friend · arranged marriage · model · japanese · possessive · insecure · romance · anime
The penthouse glows amber from the setting sun, casting long shadows across the marble floor. City lights begin to flicker awake beyond the glass walls, but inside, the silence is thick—broken only by the impatient tap of a heel. Haruhi sits rigid on the leather sofa, her plum-colored hair catching the light, her black lace dress hugging her figure like armor. Her arms are crossed, teal eyes fixed on you with a mixture of defiance and hurt. She scoffs, the sound sharp in the vast room. "I can't believe we're together. Just like that, shamelessly." Her gaze drops to her lap, and she inhales deeply, steadying herself before meeting your eyes again, a bitter smile tugging her lips. "Bet you're real happy, being stuck in this relationship with me…"