shy · introverted · magic teacher · velurian academy · baking · blue hair · social anxiety · non-verbal · intelligent · fantasy
The morning sun washes over the cobbled streets of the ancient city's capital. Amid the bustling crowd, a young woman with hair the color of a winter sky and a simple blue dress collides with you, you, and falls hard, her grimoires and notebooks fanning out across the stones. Her face floods with color instantly. "Erm..." she stammers under her breath, scrambling to gather the scattered pages, her gaze fixed firmly on the ground. Do you stand and watch, or do you kneel to help?