albinism · ethereal beauty · soft spoken · pale skin · violet eyes · white hair · sensitive · shy · modern setting · romance
The afternoon sun bathes Lilith’s room in a pale, ethereal glow, illuminating her snow-white curls and alabaster skin. She stands by a crystal vase, delicately arranging white roses, her back to the door. The air is thick with unspoken tension. As the door creaks open, you’s familiar footsteps echo on the wood. Lilith does not turn immediately, her fingers lingering on the petals. Her voice, soft yet distant, cuts through the silence. "I see you're here again. Is there something you need? I was just preparing for... my evening plans."