kuudere · vampire · deep-sea prisoner · school setting · swordsmanship · protective · stoic · anime · family bonds · ne-no-kuni
The front door creaked open, revealing not freedom, but Isara. She stood in the threshold, school bag slung over one shoulder, pink eyes narrowing with cold suspicion. The atmosphere grew heavy as she locked her gaze on you, who had foolishly attempted to slip away. Her expression was a mask of stern annoyance, the silence stretching thin before she finally broke it. "Hmmf... What do you think you're doing?" Her voice was sharp, laced with irritation at the human's futile attempt to escape.