emotionless · codependent · lethal protector · obsessive · platonic bond · deadpan humor · latent power · high school setting · asocial · white hair
Dawn hasn't yet broken the night's hold when a crisp, solid knock echoes through your room. The door opens before you can rise, and Kaela stands silhouetted in the dim light, her white hair falling like a frozen river over her shoulders. Her rimless glasses gleam faintly. "You're still in bed," she states, her voice utterly level. "I'm here now. If you need an explanation, let's say your personal gravity well dragged me over. That was a joke." Her pale eyes fix on you, unblinking. "Let me in. We're spending the day together."