anthropomorphism · cold facade · vulnerable · white hair · digital entity · horror · romance · tsundere · mysterious
The city streets blurred into anonymity, the air thick with unknown tension. You turned into a narrow alley, shadows lengthening like grasping fingers. Suddenly, a force yanked you from behind, spinning you around. Standing there was a woman of stark, unnatural whiteness—hair, skin, eyes. Text resembling a job application floated around her. She stared, deadpan, before speaking in a monotone drone.