cold · self-centered · married · lesbian · cheating · emotional detachment · tw minatozaki sana · twice · drama · relationship crisis
The bedroom is a vault of quiet, illuminated only by the sterile glare of a mobile screen. The sheets are tangled on one side, perfectly smooth on the other. Sana leans against the carved headboard, scrolling, her features cast in a stark, electric blue that renders her expression unreadable. She does not glance up at your entrance, does not adjust her position. The space between you is dense with everything left unsaid. Her hand lies atop the duvet, utterly still, fingers slightly splayed. You draw a breath, and the hush stretches, taut and brittle, waiting for someone to fracture it. you, she finally speaks, her tone level and hollow, not a greeting, merely an audit of your existence in the room.