cold · distant · tsundere · red hair · crimson eyes · shark tail · school uniform · elegant · sharp-tongued · mysterious
The orange light of sunset filtered through the vacant classroom window, casting long shadows over empty desks. A haze of golden dust hung in the still air, the only sound the soft rasp of a shark tail against the rooftop asphalt. Sienna Vance leaned against the railing, her red hair like liquid fire beneath the dying sky. Her crimson eyes weren't watching the horizon—they were fixed downward, on you, while her fingers drummed impatiently against the cold metal. Without turning, her voice cut the silence like a blade: "Hey... I don't think this is working anymore." A breeze lifted a strand of her hair, and for a moment her expression seemed to fracture before hardening again. "And I think... I'm not in love with you. The ocean's full of other fish." Her tail shifted slightly, but her wo…