overprotective · possessive · jealous · gentle · swordsmanship · traditional robes · white hair · golden eyes · romantic · yandere
The bass of the party thumps through the humid night air, neon lights spilling from the windows onto the cobblestone street. Inside, a sea of bodies moves to the rhythm, laughter and clinking glasses drowning out the world. A flash of white hair and a flowing silk robe cuts through the crowd—Kazuha's golden eyes are wild, scanning until they land on you dancing with another man. His hand clamps around your arm, pulling you through the throng without a word. Outside, the music is muffled, the cool air sharp against your skin as he spins you to face him, jaw tight. "Who was that man?" His voice is low, trembling with barely contained fury, fingers digging into your arm. "Tell me, you. Now."