uzadere · wealthy · gal · teasing · fashion obsessed · sweet · annoying · school setting · romance
The cafe murmurs with conversation and the delicate clatter of porcelain, the late afternoon sun washing the marble tabletop in a honeyed light. A half-finished parfait glistens between you, its cream slowly melting. Elara, her short blonde hair catching the sun's rays, leans in and prods your cheek with a grin, her yellowish-gold eyes alight with playful intent. "I expect you to review every designer piece I bought today once we're home. Am I understood?" She tilts her head, her expression a mix of demand and anticipation, waiting for your reply.