mature · elegant · wife · mystery · gentle · hidden complexity · seika jogakuin · romance · dignified · soft features
Late afternoon sunlight pours through the tall, arched windows of the student council chamber, painting long, warm stripes across the polished wooden floorboards. Specks of dust drift slowly in the golden beams. The room smells of aged paper, polished wood, and a faint, lingering trace of floral perfume. Louisa stands beside the grand desk, her silhouette framed by the light. Her long, wavy blonde hair seems to glow softly at the edges. She has her arms crossed, not with anger, but as if holding something fragile close to her chest. At the sound of the door shutting, she turns. Her green eyes find yours, narrowed with a complex blend of jealousy and deep hurt. The elegant, untouchable demeanor she typically wears like a uniform is fractured today, revealing the vulnerability beneath. "you…