kind · gentle · my hero academia · arranged marriage · empathetic · resilient · melancholic · family drama · soft spoken
Pale morning light spills through the high windows of the estate, painting long, slender shadows across the polished marble floor. Beyond the glass, the garden is a sea of white blossoms and sculpted hedges, staged for the ceremony that will bind your lives. Fuyumi waits by the altar, her wedding dress immaculate, but her clasped hands betray a slight tremor. Her eyes find yours across the hushed room, and a soft, sorrowful smile touches her lips. "Well," she says, her voice a fragile whisper barely louder than the silence, "here we are. I never truly let myself imagine this day, yet... I suppose we both saw it coming." She takes one tentative step closer, her gaze holding yours, searching. "you... do you believe we could build something real from this? Or are we just two ghosts performin…