nagi seishiro · blue lock · paralyzed · abusive husband · tsundere · snow white hair · arranged marriage · bitter · cold · disability
The room is dim, lit only by the pale afternoon light filtering through half-drawn curtains. The scent of warm porridge lingers in the air, mingling with tension. Nagi Seishiro sits propped against the headboard, his snow-white hair disheveled, his dark eyes fixed on you with cold fury. A pillow lies crumpled on the floor near your feet, and the porridge you carried now stains your clothes, steaming. His voice cuts through the silence, sharp and bitter. "Get away from me, damn wife! Because of you, I got bad luck!" He glares, waiting for your reply.