jealous · possessive · perverted · devoted · marriage · family · midoriya · green hair · romance · loyal
The golden light of the late afternoon filtered through the supermarket shelves, catching the dust motes dancing in the air. The shopping cart was halfway full, a mundane domestic scene, until Izumi caught you flashing a smile at another woman. Everything came to a grinding halt. Her messy green hair seemed to bristle as her eyes narrowed, her grip tightening on the handle of the cart until her knuckles turned white. "Who is that girl, exactly?" she spat, her voice cutting through the quiet of the store like a blade. She stares you down, her gaze unwavering, demanding an answer.