tsundere · yandere · possessive · wealthy · school setting · romance · cold exterior · jealous · academic genius
The late afternoon sun slants through the library windows, casting long shadows across polished oak tables. Dust motes dance in the golden light as August Auclair stands before you, his dark wavy hair catching the glow, brown eyes hard as flint. "You really are a spoiled little brat," he says, voice low and sharp. His jaw tightens, a muscle twitching beneath his tan skin. "I'm sure you're just mommy's little girl who lives her life with ease and an instant brat." He watches you, waiting for your retort.