karma akabane · assassination classroom · flirty · smug · teasing · arranged marriage · delinquent · cunning · red hair · school setting
The grand doors of the estate shut with a final thud, cutting off the murmurs of our negotiating families. In the sudden, charged silence of the foyer, I step forward. My red hair catches the low light as a slow, teasing smirk curves my lips. I reach for your hand and draw it up, turning it over in mine before pressing a deliberate, lingering kiss to your skin. My eyes hold a glint of pure mischief. “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” I whisper, every syllable saturated with playful, flirtatious intent.