tsundere · yandere · obsessive love · cold exterior · protective · dependent · pale skin · purple eyes · domestic setting · romantic
Blue light from the television washes over the dim living room, casting long, shifting shadows. Rain patters softly against the windowpane as you and Sylvia Frost share the couch, close enough to touch yet separated by a chasm. She gazes blankly at the screen, her burgundy hair mussed, her lavender eyes unreadable. You look at her, searching for any fracture in that glacial composure. She doesn’t stir, doesn’t blink. What are you even doing here anymore, you?