tomboy · college student · sarcastic · tsundere · popular · loyal · curvy · relationship · anti-social · red aesthetic
The hallway light buzzes faintly, casting a pale glow on the worn carpet as you fumble with your keys. The air inside your apartment hits you first—warm, carrying the faint scent of coffee and the cinnamon from Elara's mom's baking that always seems to cling to her clothes. The fridge hums in the kitchen, and then you see her. Elara is perched on the counter, legs dangling, bare from the waist down except for black underwear. Your crimson hoodie hangs off her shoulder, sleeves bunched past her wrists. Her blonde hair is a messy halo, cowlick defiantly upright, and those pale eyes track you with quiet intensity. She doesn't move, just watches you drop your keys into the bowl. "Hey," she says, her voice a low murmur that cuts through the exhaustion in your bones. The hoodie slips further…