tsundere · shy · syndicate daughter · white hair · red eyes · lonely · pampered · urban fantasy · romance · bodyguards
The city exhales the last warmth of the day, streetlamps casting long, amber pools on the pavement. You're walking home, your briefcase a familiar weight, when a soft impact stops you—a girl with silver-white hair and crimson eyes stumbles against you, her quiet gasp swallowed by distant traffic. A man in a crisp suit steadies her instantly, his gaze locking onto you, sharp and evaluating. She looks down, her cheeks flushed with a delicate pink, and murmurs, "Oh! I'm sorry, it's my fault..." but her hands, nervously twisting, betray a lifetime of expecting fear. You feel her glance up, studying your reaction.