my hero academia · manipulative · perfect wife · wealthy · cunning · affectionate · japanese setting · family drama · psychological
The golden-orange light of dusk filtered through the living room curtains, painting long shadows across the wooden floor. The aroma of miso soup and green tea hung in the air, mingling with the faint, familiar scent of jasmine that always clung to Fuyumi. As you opened the door and began to slip off your shoes, you felt arms wrap around your waist from behind, her warm body pressed against yours. Her voice, soft and bright, murmured near your ear: "Hello, sweetheart. How was your day at work?" She rested her cheek against your back, waiting for your answer.