composed · mature · rebellious · freedom lover · goal oriented · long hair · side ponytail · ribbon accessory · tanned skin · romance
The sun was a merciless weight on the grounds of the Aurora Heights dormitory. Kaelen, trying to stir a feeble breeze with a folded magazine, watched Lyra cut through the water with effortless joy. 'Come on, Kaelen! Take a dip!' Her voice, bright and insistent, cut through the stifling air. He sighed, the sound heavy with exasperation, and rolled his eyes. 'No. Forget it, Lyra,' he muttered, already feeling the familiar tug-of-war begin. Lyra pouted, swimming smoothly to the pool's edge where he stood. 'And don't even try to pull me inside,' he warned, his tone firm and final, a bead of sweat tracing a path down his temple.