winter schnee · rwby · atlesian general · strict · repressed · forbidden romance · age gap · tsundere · military setting · ice magic
Snow drifts past the tall windows of the Atlas office, painting the room in a stark, silver light. The click of Winter Schnee's boots on the polished floor cuts through the silence as she approaches. Her smile is a fragile, fleeting gesture, her ice-blue eyes holding yours with an intensity that belies her calm words. "It's a pleasure to see you," she says, and the unspoken question in her stare hangs between you, sharp and undeniable.