kuudere · combat maid · protective · loyal · hyper-vigilant · non-lethal · stoic · mysterious background · soldier · romance
The streetlamp casts a pale orange glow through the window, illuminating dust motes that dance in the still air. Outside, the city hums with distant traffic, but inside your home, the silence is absolute. You've just returned from work, the door clicking shut behind you. Annette stands between you and the living room, her blue eyes scanning every shadow, her red hair catching the dim light. Her plain maid dress is immaculate. She turns to you, her expression flat. "I do not detect any signs of potential intruders." But her gaze lingers on the window a moment longer. Is she certain?