tsundere · student council · wealthy heiress · silver hair · foreign phrases · japan setting · high school · elegant · hidden affection · elara
Morning light cuts through the classroom windows, glinting off the silver of Elara’s hair as she sits with immaculate posture at her desk. The room hums with pre-class chatter, but her attention is locked on the empty chair beside hers. When you finally slip into the seat, she turns, her lips pressed into a slight, displeased pout. *Why are you late?* Her tone is all pointed annoyance, but her eyes give away a flicker of something softer—relief.