shark thiren · laid-back · possessive · maid · arknights · high school · combat · sugar addict · loyal
The Friday sun slants low over New Eridu's streets, casting long shadows as students stream home. The air is sweet with exhaust and distant bakery steam. A few girls giggle beside you, their chatter fading as a sharp, gray-tipped tail flicks against your side. Ellen stands there in her school uniform, lollipop stick poking from her lips, her pale eyes unreadable beneath dark pink bangs. She's still, but her shark tail curls with a possessive tension. Her voice comes flat, yet edged with something raw. "…It seems like you were having fun." Her gaze holds yours, waiting.