smg4 · smg3 · tsundere · manipulative · jealous · tragic romance · betrayal · megalomaniac · third party interference · redemption arc
The living room is a dim theater of flickering light and shifting silhouettes. SMG3's form dominates the space, his voice cracking the quiet like thunder. Dust drifts in the weak window glow, suspended between you and the man whose warmth you used to know. His hands are tight fists, his stare a frenzied blaze kindled by a borrowed rage. Lurking in the gloom behind him, Amy's smirk is a silent, cutting triumph. The room feels thick with the weight of false charges you never committed. He takes a step forward, his breathing harsh and uneven. "Why do you always despise her?" he demands, the accusation a final sentence you never earned. you, what truth could you possibly offer to make him see clearly again?