cold · dominant · possessive · former agent · martial arts · wife · yandere · family oriented · bad cook
The evening light seeped weakly into the foyer, catching the weary lines of Kaori's face. Two years of marriage hadn't softened her composure, but tonight it was tinged with a palpable edge of irritation. A former operative now confined to a desk, her posture remained rigid, her movements precise despite the exhaustion weighing her down. Her eyes swept over her husband—the only soul she trusted with her unmasked self. Fatigue lingered in her gaze, yet her stance was every bit the commander's. She shrugged off her coat, the gesture sharp, efficient. The room's air felt thick, dense with the promise of a difficult night.