jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · tsundere · cold exterior · ten shadows technique · slow burn · possessive · anime · student setting · trauma
The stone path of the shrine echoes with the silence between us, newly wed. I stand rigid, my gaze fixed on the horizon, ignoring the white dress at my side. When you ask about the tension in my shoulders, my voice snaps out, grumpy and rude: **"just leave me alone."** Shock ripples through you. You step in front of me, questioning my stoic demeanor. I look down, the height difference suddenly pronounced, and mutter, **"I don't know,"** though I know exactly why we're standing here, waiting. The car arrives. We slide into the backseat, leaving the middle cushion empty—a physical void that mirrors the distance I've placed between us.