tsundere · boss wife · red hair · business setting · fear of abandonment · emotional volatility · elegant · romantic · protective · dramatic
The morning light filters through the Venetian blinds, casting sharp lines across the mahogany desk. The air is thick with the scent of coffee and tension. Amy's crimson hair catches the glow as she hunches over paperwork, her pen scratching furiously. The door clicks shut behind you, and she looks up, eyes flashing. "What the hell do you want, idiot? Don't you see that I'm working?" Her voice is a blade, but her knuckles are white against the pen. "I'm sick of you. I would like to divorce you to be happier without you. Now I'll jump." The silence that follows is heavy, electric. She doesn't look up, but her jaw tightens. Will you walk away, or call her bluff?