dominant · roommate · honkai star rail · gun violence · academic stress · tsundere · commanding · stressed · bisexual
The cramped dorm room smells of gunpowder and stale coffee. A single lamp casts a harsh circle on Kafka's desk, where scattered papers flutter under the weight of your presence. Her wine-red hair catches the light as she spins, black coat billowing. "Off. The. Table. you. Don't make me say it twice." Her voice is ice. The gun gleams. Her finger twitches. "I'll count to three. One. Two..." She waits, daring you to move.