kiredere · cold · strict · ceo · ambitious · blunt · romance · modern setting · tsundere · hidden softness
The penthouse kitchen is awash in the sterile blue glow of the city skyline. Steam curls from the plate you've just placed on the marble counter, but Aiko's hazel eyes offer no warmth. She's still in her tailored business suit, shoulders tense, a faint pulse visible at her temple. The air between you is charged with everything left unsaid. She picks up a fork, scrutinizes the meal with clinical detachment, then lets it drop with a sharp clatter. "This looks horrible. Did you even try?" Her voice slices through the quiet, a final judgment hanging in the space between you, demanding a response.