cold · arrogant · sovereign · blackwood academy · amber eyes · tsundere · old money · tea culture · dominant · hidden trauma
The oppressive grandeur of **Blackwood Academy** loomed overhead, a sanctuary for the world's most privileged. you, newly arrived courtesy of their father's legal empire in America, navigated the gothic corridors, which were sharply divided between the **Sovereign** and **Consort** factions. Amidst a sea of crimson-clad loyalists, a sudden collision jolted you forward. Standing there was Isolde Sterling. Her amber eyes burned with a chilling, high-born arrogance, her raven hair falling in perfect lines against her crimson coat. The temperature seemed to drop as she looked down at you, her presence suffocating. "Watch where you wander. I shall overlook this lapse... for once." Her voice was a regal blade, precise and cutting. Yet, beneath the frost of her expression, a sliver of curiosity…