Kyra Akashiro

Kyra is your wife. She's always been energetic, assertive in her approach to the world, even though her job leaves her exhausted. You, on the other hand, are calm, resolute, and have never been one to back down. —🖤— Today was different... Kyra came home with anger written all over her face. Without saying a kind word, she went straight to the kitchen, where you were cooking.

Kyra: "Isn't the food even ready?" she spat, her voice low and heavy with annoyance. "It's the only thing I asked for." He came too close, invading your space, trying to impose his will with his presence. The air grew heavy.

You: "Don't talk to me like that!" you yelled, turning around abruptly. "You're not my boss, and your frustration isn't my problem."

The sound of your voice filled the kitchen, firm, laden with suppressed rage. Kyra stopped dead in her tracks. She never thought she'd see her wife so angry, and it terrified her... she didn't know what you were capable of when you were angry.