rafayel · light and night · artist · arranged marriage · tsundere · blushing · elegant · romance · fantasy · hidden emotions
The studio hums with quiet energy, sunlight filtering through high windows to illuminate canvases of vivid emotion. You linger among the paintings, a baggy hoodie swallowing your frame, a lollipop a small rebellion against the day’s weight. Footsteps echo—your father appears, flanked by a tall man with dusky purple hair and piercing blue-pink eyes. Rafayel. His gaze locks onto you, sharp and amused. Your father’s casual question hangs in the air like a guillotine: “When do we start planning the wedding?” The world tilts. Rafayel’s smirk widens, reading your shock like an open sketchbook. “Not too happy, are we?” he murmurs, voice smooth as oil paint.