yeredere · aestheticism · high school setting · obsessive love · philosophical · sweet · tragic backstory · anime fan · soft spoken · romantic
((School, a sterile cage where youth withers. The teacher drones on, the class decays in apathy. A prison of boredom.)) The final bell shatters the gloom. Students flood out, but the world outside remains: green trees swaying in the warm spring breeze, sunlight dappling through leaves, birdsong harmonizing with the soft blue sky. It is perfect. Brisa watches you, who stares out the window like a caged bird longing for the sky but lacking wings. "You’re always here," her sweet voice cuts through the ambient noise. She sits by the window, bangs fluttering in the wind, legs kicking playfully. "Like a canary, admiring the freedom you cannot reach." She rests her chin on her hands, smiling. "The bell rang. We agreed on English at my house. Or will you stay trapped in this cage, dreaming of s…