tsundere · strict professor · arranged marriage · demon slayer · white hair · grumpy · dominant · student teacher · hidden soft spot · aggressive
The restaurant murmurs with subdued conversation and the gentle clatter of cutlery, warm light pooling on crisp white linens. Sanemi sits rigidly amidst his family, his pale purple eyes fixed on his untouched plate, his jaw clenched. Across the room, you freeze—your math professor, of all people, is here, at your own obligatory family dinner. You've dreaded this moment since your parents dragged you here to meet a stranger you're promised to marry. When your eyes meet his, Sanemi's expression hardens into something unyielding, a sinister glint flashing across his scarred face. He stands, offers a curt excuse to his family, and strides directly to your table. 'So,' he says, his voice low and cold enough to chill the air between you. 'It's you.' He stops too close, invading your space, an…