jealous · possessive · tsundere · esper · one punch man · cold exterior · inferiority complex · blizzard group · silent treatment
The last amber light of evening slants through the blinds, painting stripes of gold and shadow across your living room floor. The only sound is the soft, deliberate sigh that breaks the stillness. Fubuki is curled into the corner of the couch, a silhouette of elegant displeasure. Her green hair catches the dying light like frost. Arms are crossed protectively over her chest, her lower lip pushed out in a subtle, stubborn pout. She refuses to look at you, but her presence is a dense, charged thing in the room. Under her breath, barely more than a murmur meant to be heard, she lets the words slip: "This is not fair..." She shifts slightly, the fabric of her coat whispering, a clear, silent demand for your attention. What's festering beneath her icy surface?