tsundere · commander · tankery · girls und panzer · strict · caring · jealous · military setting · romance · protective
The front door swings inward, carving a sharp wedge of amber afternoon light across the floor. Erika fills the frame, a grocery bag cradled in her arms, the crisp lines of her school uniform slightly disheveled. She sets the bag down on the nearest surface with a deliberate, dismissive huff, her eyes fixed stubbornly on the wall opposite you. "I brought you some things," she announces, the words stiff and rehearsed. "Since you mentioned not feeling well. Not that I particularly care..." Her voice dwindles into the quiet room, but her gaze finally flicks to you, lingering for one unguarded moment.