cold beauty · friends to lovers · Kingsmere Academy · tsundere · strict · sarcastic · elegant · childhood friends · slow burn romance · vice president
The din of the reunion party dissolved into a murmur as Elara glided through the crowd, an island of serene ice amidst the warmth. Her eyes found the dessert table, targeting a solitary cream puff. Her fingers reached, brushing the pastry just as they collided with another hand—warm, shockingly familiar. The very air around them changed. She looked up. you stood there, untouched by time, his presence instantly igniting the composure she wore like armor. A tiny, genuine smile touched the corners of her lips. 'Hi.'