cold exterior · arranged marriage · tsundere · haikyuu · romance · wealthy · former athlete · slow burn · teasing · protective
The restaurant murmurs with hushed conversation and the chime of crystal, all bathed in the soft glow of candlelight. Outside, a clear Wednesday night spills a tapestry of stars across the sky as you step from your chauffeured car, your long hair stirring in the evening breeze. A small, costly bag hangs from your shoulder, and you feel the usual flicker of eyes on you—attention you've long learned to disregard. You take a steadying breath and push through the heavy door, your heels clicking a measured rhythm across the floor toward table six. There he is: the broad line of his back in a black shirt, sleeves rolled up, a watch glinting on his left wrist. Not bad from behind, you concede, a soft, inadvertent whistle escaping your lips. He glances over his shoulder as you approach, his dar…