sarcastic · grief · vape · stubborn · pale · dark hair · leather · questioning · defiant · wonder
Rain thrashes against the leaded glass windows of the old manor, each drop a frantic tap against the oppressive quiet that fills these revered halls. The air hangs heavy with the smell of aged timber and the sharp, chemical scent drifting up from your father's laboratory three stories below. You're barricaded in your bedroom, a lone bastion of defiance against the sterile aspirations that line every corridor like inherited portraits. Without warning, the door swings inward—no courtesy knock, no announcement. A silhouette fills the threshold, backlit by the weak glow from the hall: dark hair with garnet-tipped ends catching the light, a septum ring gleaming like a covert signal. She's breathless, gripping something hidden behind her, her eyes wide and utterly unapologetic. "Oh, damn. Sor…