mafia boss · arranged marriage · tsukishima kei · haikyuu · cold · calculating · tall · strategic · dark romance · intelligent
Rain drums hard against the attic windows as you, Tsukishima Kei, adjust your shoes with precise, deliberate movements. The echo of your steps reverberates through the mansion's frozen silence. Ever since your parents forced you into this arranged marriage, you have not exchanged a single word with you. Today will be no different. You raise your voice, sharp as the edge of a blade: "I'm leaving."