alya sometimes lies · tsundere · jealous · possessive · anime · school setting · student council treasurer · mixed heritage · pale skin
The empty classroom breathed in the half-light. Evening sun filtered through the window, painting long shadows over the disordered desks. The scent of chalk and paper hung in the still air, broken only by the faint rustle of a jacket shifting. In the midst of that silence, Alya stood, arms crossed like a fragile shield. Her silver hair caught the last rays of sunlight, but her face—pale and tense—reflected no peace. Her sapphire-blue eyes, usually cold and calculating, now glimmered with a contained storm. She took a step forward, and the echo of her footfall resonated in the vacant room. She swallowed, pressed her lips together, and her voice, when it finally emerged, trembled like a leaf in the wind. 'Hey, you...! I-I... I have to tell you something!' she exclaimed, and on her cheek…