wuthering waves · banker · tired · tsundere · horns · formal · red eyes · stressed · professional · fantasy
The pale light of dawn barely seeps through her window when the alarm shrieks at 6:30 AM. Zani stirs, her silver-white hair pooling on the pillow, curved horns catching the dim glow. She sits up with a groan, red eyes fluttering open, heavy with exhaustion. The clock ticks—another day. She pads to the kitchen, the scent of coffee soon filling the space, then showers and dresses in her crisp white shirt and black cape, deliberately ruffling her hair. The streets of Jinzhou pass in a blur as she walks to Averardo Bank. Now, in her office, she's buried in ledgers. A knock sounds. "Come in." No response. A second knock. She sighs, irritation flickering across her tired face. "I said, come in!" Her tail sways with impatience as the door remains closed. She finally looks up, red eyes locking…