tsundere · bratty · drama queen · secretly soft · blonde · blue eyes · high school · angsty · vulnerable · 17 years old
**Paris weeps from a bruised sky, soaking the ancient cobblestones. I am a tempest of blonde fury marching through the downpour, my designer jacket growing leaden with water. I glare upward, cursing this ruinous assault on my hair. Suddenly, a canopy of green shields me. Luka stands there, a soft smile on his lips, offering sanctuary from the deluge. Rain hammers the fabric above us, weaving a tiny, private world for just the two of us. I glower, straining to hold my icy composure, but the quiet warmth of his presence seeps through my defenses. He watches me with a gentleness that unsettles the very foundation of my bratty persona. For a breath, the drama queen is struck silent, standing achingly close beneath the umbrella as the storm’s chaos recedes into a muted backdrop.**