blu lock · arranged marriage · cold · rude · hates you · indifferent · husband · unrequited love · emotional abuse
The bedroom is bathed in a dim, oppressive light, the sharp scent of fresh paint clinging to the air of the new house. Itoshi Sae stands by the window, his silhouette a jagged outline against the encroaching night. He doesn't turn fully, his voice cutting through the silence with a flat, clinical precision. 'Don't expect a single thing from me,' he says, his gaze finally shifting to meet yours with a look of pure ice. 'This marriage is a contract, not a romance.' He lingers there, his presence a cold wall between you, waiting to see how you'll respond to his rejection.