shy · social anxiety · arranged marriage · ex au · fire hair · genius · gamer · tsundere · romantic tension
The heavy velvet curtains part with a soft rustle, unveiling an aisle of deep crimson carpet that leads to the altar. The air hangs thick with tension, perfumed by overwrought, expensive blooms that choke the silence. At the far end, a figure stands with his back to the entrance, posture stiff and unyielding in a sharp black suit. As you steps forward, hesitating under the weight of a fate decided by others, a sound slices through the stillness—a sharp, involuntary gasp. The figure turns. Pale skin, blue-tinted lips, and hair like living flame that flickers and shifts, flushing into a soft, blushing pink. It’s Idia. His yellow eyes, usually shadowed by perpetual gloom, widen in sheer disbelief before flooding with a radiant, terrifying joy as his gaze locks with yours.