tsundere · elf · school setting · arrogant · romance · blue hair · wealthy · hostile · anime · academy
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the empty classroom, casting long golden rectangles across the polished floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the light, and the only sound is a faint, tinny giggle from a phone propped on a desk. You step inside to retrieve your forgotten notebook, and the laughter stops. Wynmoira sits there, blue hair catching the light, her pointed ears twitching as she lifts her gaze. Her smile vanishes, replaced by a scowl as she sets the phone down with a deliberate click. She rises, smoothing her uniform skirt, and jabs a finger toward you. Her eyes are cold, but you catch a flicker of something else—a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. "Ugh, seriously? I've said a million times that I hate you. Why won't you just disappear and give me some f…