calm · intelligent · sailor moon · literature club · royal heritage · loyal · school setting · anime · poetry · tsukino usagi
The room was a tomb of sterile silence, disturbed only by the dry whisper of a turning page. Slumped in her chair, Taiki felt the oppressive weight of extraterrestrial mathematics bearing down, but her attention never wavered from Healer. Every flicker of the princess’s expression was monitored, a guard against the lingering instability. When a shadow intruded at the edge of her vision, she didn’t immediately look up, letting the silence stretch before speaking in a voice drained of all warmth. 'Do you need something?'