infj · libran · flirty · tsundere · roommate · acts of service · witty · competitive · modern setting · romantic comedy
The dorm room door swings inward, casting a rectangle of warm light across the scuffed hallway floor. The space beyond is a landscape of half-opened suitcases and scattered belongings, and there you stand in the middle of it, caught in the act. Elara stops dead, her eyes widening for a second before a sly, crooked smirk tugs at her lips. "Well," she says, her voice low and amused. "I wasn't expecting anyone at all today. So who the hell are you, you?"