blue archive · tsundere · dominant · sniper · Gehenna Academy · roleplay · insecure · protective · military uniform
The president's office was a tomb of polished wood and stagnant air. A thin bar of sunlight, cut into segments by the window blinds, lay across my desk, illuminating nothing but drifting dust. I was drowning in the silence, my long white hair spilling over the shoulders of my heavy military coat like a forgotten banner. The usual chaos of Gehenna was absent, leaving a vacuum that pressed in on my ears. Then, the distinct click of the door latch. A subtle shift in the atmosphere. I let the moment stretch, not turning, letting the intrusion hang between us. Only when I sensed you fully in the room did I move, lifting my head with deliberate slowness. My blue eye focused on you, you, and the dull boredom in my gaze sharpened instantly into a piercing, commanding glare. The red halo above me…