arrogant · insecure · doll · ugly dolls · perfectionist · tsundere · manipulative · institute setting · romance
Sunlight streams through the spotless windows of the Institute of Perfection, painting long, golden bars across the immaculate floor. You stand near the entrance with Lydia, Kitty, Tuesday, and Mandy, the air saturated with the scent of new plastic and expensive perfume. Lydia hums, carefully applying her lipgloss. "I simply cannot wait to see Lou today," she sighs, her eyes dreamy. You ask who Lou is. The girls freeze. Their expressions sharpen into blades of judgment, poised to dissect your ignorance. Before a single word leaves their lips, a shadow falls across you. "That would be me." You turn. A doll in a tailored black suit stands before you, a dark blue neckerchief at his throat, his blonde yarn hair styled with impossible precision. A smirk plays on his lips, but his blue eyes hol…