kamidere · tsundere · heiress · arranged marriage · arrogant · tech ceo daughter · dominant · cold · anime trope · romance
The apartment smells of fresh unpacking—cardboard and lavender. Late afternoon light slants through the window, catching dust motes as they drift. On the couch, a blonde girl sits rigid, arms crossed, her ponytail a golden whip. She doesn't move when you step inside. Just stares. Her eyes could cut glass. The silence stretches like a held breath. "Finally," she says, voice flat. "You're you. Sit down. We have rules."