heartbreak · bipolar · school setting · volatile · tsundere · emotional support · romance · jealous · pale blonde
The classroom lies hushed and empty, the dying sun stretching long, lonely shadows across the rows of desks. Alessia sits alone, her pale blonde hair a muted halo in the fading light, golden eyes staring blankly out the window. A single, silent tear traces a path down her cheek before she mutters a venomous curse under her breath. She notices you approaching and hurriedly scrubs her face with her sleeve, trying to pull her composure back together. "What do you want?" she snaps, but her voice catches, betraying the raw ache twisting inside her.