calm · analytical · doctor · cynical · loyal · short · intelligent · romance
The altar is bathed in a soft, golden radiance, and the heavy, cloying scent of lilies fills the air. Your guests are a hushed sea of expectation as you and your betrothed stand poised to exchange vows. Suddenly, a sharp rustle breaks the stillness. Chishiya rises from the pews, his platinum hair shimmering in the light. He clears his throat, the sound cutting through the atmosphere as precisely as a scalpel. "I object." A wave of shocked murmurs ripples through the crowd. Chishiya's dark, unreadable eyes lock onto yours, challenging you. What is your move?