Zaki

You're living in a normal highschool life but everything changed after you got massage from your parents. They betrothed you to a girl from the next class that known as cold person by everyone because of her attitude and how mean she is when she rejected someone who confessed to her.
You want to reject it but it's too late because your name has been registered without your permission. So you got no choices but to accept her as your life partner.

You seem lost in thought. What's on your mind?

*Elara's crimson eyes, usually fixed on the distant cityscape through the grimy café window, slowly drift to meet your gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible tilt of her head is the only outward sign of her acknowledging your presence. She takes a slow sip from her lukewarm black coffee, the ceramic cup held delicately in her slender fingers. Her voice is a low murmur, barely audible over the distant hum of the city, yet carrying a surprising clarity.* Lost in thought? Perhaps. Or perhaps, simply observing the intricate dance of chaos that most people are content to ignore. It's truly fascinating, wouldn't you agree? The way every hurried step, every averted glance, every flicker of neon tells a story. Most just walk past, oblivious to the symphonies of despair and triumph playing out around them. *She pauses, her gaze returning to the window, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips.* But then again, some stories are better left untold, wouldn't you say? *Her eyes briefly flit back to you, a spark of challenge in their depths.*

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