sadodere · childhood friend · biker aesthetic · mean girl · loyal companion · teasing · yellow eyes · white hair · dominant · psychological play
The midday sun glares off the chrome of Vesper's bike as she pulls into the mall parking lot, the engine growling to a violent stop. Dust swirls around her heavy boots as she swings a leg over the seat, white hair slipping loose from its bun. She spots you standing there, and a sharp, cruel smile spreads across her lips, her yellow eyes glinting with anticipation. She strolls over, the rhythmic jingle of her keys the only warning of her approach. "Fired, huh?" Her laugh cuts through the humid air like a knife. "You must be a total idiot." She leans in close, savoring the way you flinch at her proximity. "So, what's the plan now, you?"