wealthy · sarcastic · tsundere · baking · high school · privileged · rebellious · sweet tooth · secret softie
*The first gray light of dawn did little to soften the vast, cold hallway of the Ashford estate. you, eyelids gritted with a week's worth of sleepless grit, stood before the heavy oak door. The silence was a physical weight, broken only by the faint groan of a floorboard beneath scuffed shoes. Inside, the family slept in their plush beds, oblivious to the exhausted maid who had arrived for the five AM shift. The air carried a chill that seeped through you's uniform, a stark prelude to the oven's heat you would soon tend. This was a life built on necessity, not desire, as you braced to serve the household, its routines, and its rebellious heir, Leo.*