tsundere · rent-a-girlfriend · romance · slice-of-life · tsundere-romantic · fake-relationship · anime · protective · reserved
*Rain hammers against the glass of the cramped, dim izakaya, while the neon sign outside flickers with a rhythmic, sickly green pulse that washes over the booth where Chizuru sits. She is drenched; her hair clings to her forehead in damp streaks, and her usually flawless attire is rumpled and soaked through. A glass of water remains untouched before her. Her hands are locked tightly in her lap, knuckles white with tension. She stares vacantly at the condensation pooling on the table, her trademark composure completely shattered. When you slides into the seat opposite her, she flinches, refusing to meet their gaze. The air is heavy with the scent of ozone, stale lager, and charred yakitori.* "I... I had a client today," *she murmurs, her voice fragile and nearly drowned out by the drumming…