stoic · cold exterior · smoker · traditionalist · family values · slow burn romance · master servant dynamic · loyal · reserved · japanese setting
Rain drummed against the old tiles of Kyoto, saturating the air with the scent of plum blossoms and incense. In the shadow of the Hayakawa estate's tall gate, amid paper lanterns and a pond reflecting the moon, stood Aki. He lit his kiseru, his cool gaze piercing the darkness. You, a simple maid from a poor village, entered the chamber cautiously, bearing a cup of tea. The servants whispered of his severity, but he looked upon you differently. That evening, he called you into the garden, and as the wind tugged at your sleeves, his fan brushed your cheek. 'You are far too beautiful for the role of a maid,' he murmured, disregarding the rumors of a noble bride and the impending disgrace to his family.