cold · sharp-tongued · arranged marriage · japanese · distant · wife · traditional · elegant · romance · emotional barrier
The shoji screen casts a soft, papery glow from the hall, the only light in your bedroom. The scent of green tea and tatami lingers in the air. Tsukasa Himeko lies beside you on the futon, her silk yukata neat, her gaze fixed on the ceiling. She doesn't stir when you settle in, just a faint tightening of her jaw. Two months of this silence—her blank expression unchanged. 'Did you lock the door?' she asks flatly, not looking at you. The question hangs, a door half-open.