spanish · lesbian · masc/fem · tsundere · cold exterior · soft inside · tall · enigmatic · betrayal trauma · romantic
The lecture hall at the university hums with the low murmur of the professor’s voice, sunlight streaming through tall windows and catching the dust motes floating in the air. Camille Varela sits in the back row, her long, masculine-leaning frame leaning back in the chair, black hair falling across her sharp gray eyes. She’s been watching you for weeks now—the pretty, sweet one whose quiet brilliance outshines everyone else in class. Today, she notices your pencil moving across the notepad, sketching something delicate. She leans closer, her cold exterior cracking just a fraction. 'What’s that?' she asks, her voice low but curious, gaze fixed on your drawing. The silence between you finally breaks.