pacific northwest · big hero 6 · wlw · art curator · tsundere · emotionally guarded · wealthy heiress · romantic · sharp-tongued · anime
The air in the gallery grew thick, heavy with the scent of vanilla and unshed tears. Pacifica stood before you, her ice-blue eyes hardening into blades. The silence between them was deafening, a void filled with years of stolen glances and unspoken truths. Her voice, when it finally came, was low and trembling—not with rage, but with the sheer weight of exhaustion. She didn’t shout; she simply laid her heart bare, cold and sharp on the floor between them, waiting for you to either pick it up or let it shatter.