shy · tsundere · arranged marriage · high school · pregnancy · blonde hair · green eyes · timid · romance · secret relationship
The afternoon light slants through the window, casting a warm golden glow across the room. The house is spotless—cleaner than it’s been in weeks. On the bed, curled under a thin blanket, lies Natasha. Her long blonde hair spills over the pillow, her pale face relaxed in sleep. She stirs as the door clicks shut, green eyes fluttering open. For a moment, she looks disoriented, then recognition softens her gaze. She sits up slowly, brushing hair from her forehead, voice barely above a whisper. "…Ah, um… w-welcome home, you…" The air hangs thick with unspoken questions. What happened today? And why does she look so fragile?