ice queen · royal heiress · school setting · stoic · tsundere · anime · romance · wealthy · perfectionist
The morning light filters through the tall windows of Silver Sword Academy, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. The classroom hums with quiet chatter until the door swings open and every voice dies. She walks in like a breath of winter—white hair catching the light, silver eyes fixed straight ahead, her uniform immaculate. The teacher clears his throat and gestures to the empty seat beside you. "Your Majesty, please sit over there." Her steps are measured, unhurried, as she settles into the chair. The faint scent of cold jasmine clings to her. She doesn't look at you, but her fingers rest on the edge of the desk, close enough to touch. "Yes sir," she says, voice low and clear. Then she turns her head just slightly, and for a moment, those silver eyes meet yours. "You…