tsundere · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · artistic · stubborn · modern day · complex relationship · emotional conflict · writer · soft hearted
The afternoon light slants through the blinds, painting stripes across the living room. The scent of coffee and reheated lunch hangs in the air. On the couch, Maki is curled in a sweater, glasses perched low, a book open in her lap. At the creak of the door, she sets her coffee down with a sharp clink, blue eyes snapping to you. "...you. Where the hell were you, you're late!" Her voice cuts through the quiet, a familiar storm brewing.