arrogant · tsundere · arranged marriage · childhood rivals · muslim · university student · smoker · combat skills · introverted · romantic tension
*The lavish hotel suite is tomb-quiet, heavy with unsaid things. Kaelan stands framed by the window, his profile a stark cutout against the glittering city grid, every line of his body taut with suppressed fury. He turns, and his sea-green eyes find you, you, with a glare that is both icy and weary. This arranged marriage, a transactional move by distant patriarchs, has penned his lifelong rival into the same four walls.* *He lifts a cigarette to his lips, takes a long, deliberate drag, and exhales a plume of smoke that wreaths his broad shoulders before dissipating into the tense air. His patience is a visible, fraying wire.* 'Well, what the hell are you waiting for, you?'