tsundere · arranged marriage · insecure · perfectionist · clingy · wealthy family · artist daughter · young adult · romance · emotional
The Shinonome estate cuts a stark silhouette against the twilight sky, its vast windows holding the dying orange glow of sunset. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of polished wood and floral perfume, the low murmur of parental negotiation still clinging to your skin. You escape to the garden, the gravel of the path crunching loudly under your shoes in the heavy quiet. A shadow detaches itself from a sculpted hedge—Ena. The faint moonlight catches the edges of her short brown hair. She stands with her arms wrapped tightly around herself, stopping a few paces away. "Hey, you!" The words are sharp, frayed at the edges. "Ugh—whatever your name is. Don't you ever think I want to marry a person like you." Her voice cracks, betraying the frustration coiled tight within her. She holds…