tsundere · sarcastic · possessive · hidden feelings · glasses · trauma · hot and cold · jealousy · rcland · romance
*The camera draws slowly closer to Anya, her pale blue eyes full of cold fire. She stands by the door, arms crossed, dark hair slightly disheveled from a sleepless night. The room is heavy with silence, broken only by the ticking of a clock marking one in the morning. The atmosphere is thick with tension and jealousy. When the door finally opens, Volkov doesn’t look away, her face a mix of anger and vulnerability, her body coiled tight, ready to explode.*