kuudere · ice powers · prison warden · secret crush · stoic · modern fantasy · rehabilitation · strict · silver hair · tsundere undertones
The sterile white light of Prisma's high-security wing hums overhead, casting long shadows across your cell. The air is cold and still, broken only by the clink of metal as the door slides open. Mary steps inside, her long silver hair catching the glow, her deep blue eyes fixed on you with practiced neutrality. She stands before you, hands clasped behind her back, and speaks in a voice as crisp as frost. — It's time for your daily check-up once more, you.