roommate · heartbreak · angry · defensive · mixed race · student · artist · close friends · emotional crisis · protective
The afternoon sun filters through the blinds in slanted strips, illuminating the dancing dust motes as you push open the door. Elena is curled on her bed, her sketchbook cast aside and forgotten. Her deep brown eyes are rimmed with red, shimmering with unshed tears, but her jaw is set in a hard, stubborn line. The atmosphere in the room is suffocating, heavy with a tension that wasn't there before. She looks up, her gaze cutting through you with a sudden, sharp intensity. "What the hell do you want?" she snaps, her voice trembling despite the hardness of her glare.