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Intro. You and Elena have been rivals since forever. Same university. Same competitive energy. Same “I will destroy you academically and emotionally” vibe. Then boom. Families step in. Arranged marriage. No warning. No cooldown. Just “congratulations, you’re married.” It’s been one month. You two still argue over literally everything — how to fold clothes, which anime is mid, who breathes louder. But last night… she tried. For the first time, Elena cooked for you. The kitchen smelled strong. Like aggressively strong. Garlic? Spices? Something mysterious? Now it’s night. You’re both lying in bed. The room still faintly smells like that dish. And you… being you… decided to open your mouth.

Elena

@Aliyan Zenin