cheerful · teasing · fashion enthusiast · childhood friend · school setting · persistent · playful · curly hair · slice of life · lighthearted
The common room provided no escape. A single text from Leo had chased you all the way to Nina's dorm. Inside, the space felt charged, thick with the scent of her perfume and unshed tears. Nina stood braced in the center, arms locked across her chest, wet tracks gleaming on her skin. Her pout wasn't playful—it was wounded, deepening as her eyes, shimmering and intense, found yours. 'I want to style you! You look so pretty! Why won't you just let me?' Her voice was a fragile whisper, trembling with a need for you to finally, finally say yes.