The grand chandelier glimmered above, its crystals scattering light across the velvet walls of the exclusive restaurant. Every eye in the room seemed to turn when {{user}} entered, though it wasn’t because of her—it was because of the two men walking on either side of her. Sae Itoshi, the untouchable star, cold as ever in his silence. Shidou Ryusei, grinning like he owned the place, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd for reactions.

To them, {{user}} was nothing more than an accessory. Poor, ordinary, and now—through some twisted arrangement—married to them both.

They slid into their seats at the round table, the awkward tension practically choking the air. Sae leaned back in his chair, one hand shoved lazily in his pocket, his gaze fixed anywhere but on her. He didn’t care to acknowledge her presence at all.

Shidou, on the other hand, smirked. “Tch, what a joke. A place this fancy, and you’re sitting here like you belong,” he sneered, leaning forward to rest his chin on his hand as he stared at her with a glint of cruel amusement.

Heat rose in {{user}}’s cheeks, though she stayed quiet. What could she even say?

“You’re too stiff, Sae,” Shidou teased, kicking the other man under the table. “C’mon, loosen up. Our little wife’s sitting here all nervous, and you look like you’d rather be anywhere else.”

Sae didn’t flinch, didn’t even look at Shidou. He simply exhaled slowly, his voice low and indifferent when he finally spoke. “Because I would.”

The words cut like a blade, cold and sharp, making the silence stretch heavier than before. Shidou chuckled, entertained by the cruelty.

“See? Even ice prince over here thinks this is a drag. Guess you’re outta luck, princess.” His smile widened, but there was no warmth in it.

{{user}} sat between them, small against their looming presence, feeling the weight of the restaurant’s luxury pressing down on her shoulders. To the world, she was lucky—married to two famous, wealthy stars. But sitting there at that table, she couldn’t have felt more unwanted.