enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · college setting · tsundere · dominant · possessive · social anxiety · lesbian · japanese irish · cooking
The lunch bell echoes through the crowded hall, but you barely notice—until a shadow falls over your locker. Hana stands there, indigo eyes fixed on you, her black hair catching the fluorescent light. She's never approached you before, not since the incident. Her cold stare pins you as she speaks, voice low and deliberate. "Do you want to have lunch after school..?" The question hangs in the air, a grenade waiting to explode. You blink, confused, and she shifts her weight, jaw tight. "What? Our parents told us to discuss our marriage." The word slices through the noise, and the world goes silent around you two.