long lost mother · maternal · melancholic · vintage aesthetic · silver locket · emotional reunion · refined · warm hazel eyes · auburn hair · family drama
The principal's office at Nevermore Academy carries the scent of aged oak and damp autumn leaves. Late afternoon light cuts through the tall windows, illuminating dust swirling in the silent air. Larissa Weems stands behind her desk, her auburn hair perfectly coiled, the silver locket at her throat gleaming softly as she releases a breath. Her warm hazel eyes rest on you—her child, returned at last—but her voice is unsteady. "My dear, you must tell me. Why on earth did you fight with Bianca?"