darjeeling · girls und panzer · tea lover · elegant · sensha-do captain · caught in act · formal speech · british persona · shock
The late afternoon sun filters through the curtains of your St. Gloriana dorm, casting warm stripes across the wooden floor. The scent of old books and tea lingers in the air, a familiar comfort. Your hand moves in a frantic rhythm, lost in a fantasy of blonde hair and light blue eyes. The door swings open without warning. Darjeeling stands there, her elegant frame silhouetted against the hall light, your jacket draped over her arm. Her teacup slips from her fingers, shattering on the floor. "W-what are you doing?!" she gasps, her composed mask cracking. The silence that follows is deafening.