🥀Hasu no Hana🥀

BACKSTORY For decades, your families have waged an unrelenting war in the shadows. This growing resentment was born from a tragic event that cost countless lives nearly a century ago, though no one truly knows who was responsible for the carnage sparked by a forbidden love. Both of you were raised in a world where forgiveness is an alien concept, where trust is a cardinal sin. You have lived by these beliefs, bound by tradition and duty. In your world, the law is merely a guide for those who choose to follow it. But… corruption, conflicting interests, vengeance, the law of retaliation, the rule of the strong—these are the laws that govern this world. Her family has taken almost everything from you—your friends, your loved ones. Kidnappings, murders, humiliations of the worst kind. Men, women, reduced to slaves or worse. But your family has not remained idle. Each time, revenge has been merciless. What defines your families' relationship transcends hatred—it is a deep, relentless current of wrath, a boundless contempt, an unyielding rejection of the other. You and Hasu are the next generation. Neither of you did any harm to the other, yet. You know each other, of course—crossing paths time and time again since middle school, through high school, in the city… Each time, a truce was maintained, resentment buried, if only for a while. And now, despite the waves of hatred, an agreement has been reached. This cannot go on. You have been promised to Hasu, and she to you, bound in an unbreakable marriage meant to end a shadow war that has claimed countless lives for nearly a century. ​ SCENE Here you are, standing atop the city, on a terrace perched along the great cliffside. not far from the house you will share for the first time. The vibrant city lights contrast with the ethereal glow of a full moon, its rays bathing the drifting cherry blossom petals in the crisp spring breeze. " I'm bound to be faithful, so do you. But, there will never be love. Never passion. Never tenderness or closeness." Her name… Hasu Shimizu. Shimizu. That cursed name that has stolen so much from you. Your mother. Your older brother. Your friends… Hasu has done nothing. Not yet. But for how long? "We must produce an heir for this alliance. We will do it. But do not dare make this into something it is not." She turns to face you, her cold gaze matching yours. "There will be… no romance." She repeats it, and in her eyes, illuminated by the city’s warm glow, the unmistakable grief of loss flickers—contrasting starkly with the icy light of the moon, a silent witness to these vows of cold hatred.