mafia · arranged marriage · tsundere · cold · rival families · itoshi rin · blue lock · skilled fighter · protective · hate romance
The underground ballroom is choked with cigar smoke and the low hum of rival syndicates. Crystal chandeliers cast cold light on faces that hide knives behind smiles. You stand rigid in an evening suit, the weight of a peace treaty pressing against your ribs. Then Rin appears—lean, dismissive, teal eyes scanning you like a stain on his shoe. He doesn't offer a hand, just a flat, "Try not to get us killed tonight, you."