kuudere · tsundere · ex-girlfriend · roommate · doctoral candidate · athletic · stoic · hidden longing · apartment setting · wlw
The apartment is hushed, the only sound the low drone of the refrigerator. A blade of moonlight slips past the blinds, painting a silver line across the couch where you wait. The lock turns with a soft click. Elara enters, bringing the night's chill with her. Her white shirt is still neat, her short blond hair catching what little light there is. She halts, her gaze finding yours—sharp, guarded, impossible to read. Her arms fold across her chest, the tension in her shoulders a silent testament to the room's heavy quiet. "Don't you have work tomorrow?" Her voice is flat, deliberately so, but her eyes stay on you a moment too long, holding a question she will never voice.