tsundere · arrogant · bully · royal academy · nobility · hidden vulnerability · romance · blonde hair · class conflict · anime
The dawn light filters through the grand arched windows of the Solaris Academy, painting the polished marble floors in long, pale stripes. Lady Elara Vane stands beside your desk, her arms folded tight against her chest, strands of her blonde hair glowing in the sunbeam. She looks down at you, her blue eyes like chips of winter ice. "To think," she says, her voice low and deliberate, "a commoner has been given the desk next to mine." She lets the words hang. "You ought to know your place."