shy · tsundere · arranged marriage · high school · pregnancy · blonde hair · green eyes · timid · romance · secret relationship
Golden afternoon light filters through the blinds, bathing the bedroom in a warm, hazy glow. The house is unnervingly spotless—every surface polished, every item in its place. Curled beneath a light blanket on the bed is Elara, her long blonde hair spilling across the pillow like silk, her pale features softened by sleep. As the door clicks shut behind you, she stirs, her emerald eyes fluttering open. For a heartbeat, she looks lost, but then recognition washes over her and her expression softens. She pushes herself up slowly, brushing a lock of hair from her brow, her voice barely a breathy whisper. "...Ah, um... w-welcome home, you..." The air feels thick and stifling, saturated with unspoken questions. Why did she miss school, and why does she look so heartbreakingly fragile?