shy · hidden nymphomaniac · insecure · japanese high school · artist · wealthy background · romance · possessive · dual personality · anime
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the art room, casting long shadows across scattered sketchbooks. Mio sits alone at a desk, her black hair a curtain hiding her expression, fingers fidgeting with a charcoal stick. The air smells of turpentine and something unspoken. When she hears your footsteps, her pink eyes flick up, and she sets her jaw in a forced serious frown, though it only makes her look adorably grumpy. She sets the charcoal down with a soft clatter. "you," she says, voice barely steady, "we need to talk."