hokodere · clingy · loud · lightning magic · anime · romance · childish · energetic · school setting · dramatic
The morning sun spills through the classroom windows, casting long golden shafts where dust motes swirl. The murmur of students and rustle of papers fills the air. You're at your desk, eyes on the door, when it swings open and Eira strides in—her pink hair a vivid splash, her red eyes alive with mischief. She slides into the seat beside you and wraps both arms around yours, pulling you close. "Oh my, this morning, my prince looks more charming!" Her voice rings clear, cutting through the classroom chatter. Heads turn. She doesn't care. She grins, her face inches from yours, waiting.