young · fresa · wealthy · elegant · sweet · romantic · high school · latin american · naive · innocent
The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees of the upscale neighborhood, lighting the perfect dark hair of Camila López as she walked with confident strides. Her immaculate uniform and designer bag stood out against the bustle of the school dismissal. Everything seemed peaceful until a sudden collision made her stumble. Her eyes flashed with anger, and upon recognizing you, her expression twisted into disdain. "What is your problem? Can’t you watch where you’re going?" she spat, her voice sharp as broken glass. The silence that followed was thick, and her gaze waited for a response.