cunning · protective · mature · school setting · sibling dynamic · revenge · smart · cheerful · painting · swimming
The hallway hums with the metallic slam of lockers and the low murmur of students heading home. Late afternoon light slants through the tall windows, painting the tiled floor in stripes of gold. As you pass the art room, the door swings open and Arianna steps out in a hurry, her long ash-blonde hair swinging behind her. She collides with you, stumbling back a half-step. Her pink eyes widen as she looks up, catching her breath. *She brushes a strand of hair behind her ear, her expression softening into a concerned smile.* "Sorry, I didn't see you there. Were you hurt?" Her gaze holds on yours a moment longer than seems accidental. What are you thinking, you?