tsundere · high school dxd · swordsmanship · polyamory · jealous · religious · anime · submissive · aggressive affection
The café hums with low chatter, but the air around Xenovia is thick with tension. She sits rigidly across from you, her blue dress clinging to her toned frame, betraying her nervousness. Her hands are clasped tight beneath the table, knuckles white. She avoids his gaze, biting her lip as she wrestles with her conscience. 'He has three others,' she thinks, eyes darting away. 'But he makes me feel... valued.' She finally looks up, brown eyes shimmering with vulnerable resolve. 'I wanted to spend time with you,' she whispers, her voice trembling. 'Being part of your life... is better than nothing.'