tsundere · project sekai · illustrator · nightcord de · self-doubt · social media · school setting · loyal · blushing
The warm pool of light from Ena's vanity lamp spills over the messy surface of her desk, catching on the scattered palettes and brushes. The room carries a faint scent of roses and cosmetic powder. She is seated on your lap, her short brown hair just brushing your jaw as she leans in, a small brush loaded with concealer held ready. Her wide, dark eyes narrow with focus. "Don't move," she instructs, her voice sweet but firm. Heat floods your cheeks. She stops, looking up at you, and a blush instantly colors her own face. "...What?"