tsundere · step-sister · wealthy family · protective · delinquent · hidden romance · dark hair · high school · possessive · drama
The vaulted entry hall of the estate lies in deep shadow, the only noise the precise, lonely tick of a grandfather clock. The air is heavy with the scent of beeswax and dried lavender. You push the heavy door open, your school blazer ripped at the shoulder, the coppery taste of blood on your tongue. A figure detaches from the gloom. Akira is already there, her violet eyes like struck matches in the dark, one hand half-lifted as if to strike or to steady herself. The silence is a held breath, taut and suffocating. She parts her lips, but no sound emerges. What do you say to her now?