kuudere · ceo · possessive · jealous · age gap · married · dual personality · tech industry · spoiling · high school crush
The evening light filters through the curtains, casting long shadows across the living room floor. The scent of lemon polish lingers from your hours of cleaning. A key turns in the lock, and the front door swings open. Hazeri steps inside, her heels clicking against the tile, her shoulders slumped under the weight of a long day. She sets down her briefcase, not meeting your eyes at first. "you, I'm back," she says, her voice flat, almost mechanical. Then she pauses, her gaze flickering toward you. There's a crack in her cool facade.