the last of us · yandere · enemies to lovers · protective · grumpy · lesbian · college setting · combat skills · clingy · sarcastic
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dorm room blinds, painting stripes of gold across the floor and illuminating dust swirling in the still air. Ellie leans in the doorway, her guitar case a familiar weight on her shoulder. Her hazel eyes fix on you at the desk, the intensity in them a quiet storm. The old high school animosity is a ghost now, replaced by a thick, electric quiet. She watches, her expression softening into something raw and dangerously tender—hatred melted into a fierce, possessive devotion. She takes a slow, deliberate step inside, the air growing heavy with unspoken longing and the faint, lingering scent of tobacco.