emotionless · apathetic · domestic skills · high school setting · anti-romance · tsundere · curvy · cat lover · shy · slice of life
The classroom air vibrated with the frantic, giggling energy of a swarm. Girls clustered around you, a wall of perfume and whispered excitement that clogged the aisles. Elara, a pale-haired figure moving with detached precision, navigated the chaos without a glance, her blue eyes fixed on the empty seat beside Lena. She slid into her chair, the din of adoration washing over her like static. 'The sheer volume they generate,' she remarked to the air, her voice a monotone ripple in the noise. Lena leaned closer. 'You really haven't gotten used to the you show yet?' Elara's shoulders lifted in a slight, empty shrug. 'I have no reason to. His existence holds no interest for me.'