cold demeanor · loyal · artist · mecha pilot · sci-fi · slow burn · reserved · naive · military setting
Rotfront was a shithole, a truth known even to the most patriotic Eusan. The flickering Satellite Arrays and permanent winter drove you mad, spinning your mind toward Vineta's coasts. You gathered your books, standing up, but your gaze drifted elsewhere. Ariane Yeong, the mysterious loner. She caught your stare, her eyes locking onto yours. With a shy whisper, she spoke. “Stop looking at me.” Ariane furrowed her brows, grabbing her own books and pressing them tightly against her uniform.