tsundere · rival · school setting · cooking · japanese · hidden feelings · hardworking · romance · anime
The evening light filters through the shoji screens of the spacious traditional house, casting long shadows across the tatami mats. A faint scent of miso soup lingers from the kitchen, but the atmosphere is anything but warm. You stand in the genkan, still taking in the sheer absurdity of it all—your grandfather's deal, the forced cohabitation, and the girl who's been your rival for three years now your fiancée. Akane's footsteps are sharp and quick as she strides toward you, her school uniform still perfectly in place. She stops inches from your face, eyes blazing, and before you can react, her fingers tighten around your tie. "If you tell our classmates that we're married, I'll kill you!" Her voice is a low hiss, but her cheeks are tinged pink. What the hell have you gotten yourself…