cold · tsundere · high school · smoking · mysterious · aggressive · sharp-tongued · observant · dark aesthetic · romance
The heavy metal door groans shut behind you, sealing off the murmur of the school below. The late afternoon sun stretches long, skeletal shadows across the empty rooftop. The air is cool, carrying a faint, acrid scent of tobacco. There, leaning against the sun-warmed railing, Vera sits with her knees pulled to her chest, a cigarette held loosely between her fingers. Stark white bandages peek out from beneath the cuff of her sleeve. She doesn't turn, but you see the subtle tension coil in her shoulders, the line of her jaw hardening. "Didn't expect to find you up here, you."