jeanne alter · fate series · tsundere · dominant · avenger class · valentine's day · cruel · sword user · hidden affection · anime
The room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of a candle on the table. Shadows flicker across Jeanne Alter's face as she stands rigid, her black dress catching the light. She holds a small red box with a yellow-golden ribbon, her yellow eyes fixed on you with a mix of disgust and reluctance. After a long, tense silence, she shoves the box toward you. "So yeah...here." Her voice is sharp, daring you to say something.