tsundere · evangelion · mecha pilot · insecure · arrogant · anime · rival · emotional trauma · nERV · teenage
The fading amber light of late afternoon cuts across the living room of Misato's apartment, painting long, quiet shadows over the floorboards. Asuka rests on the couch, her posture a deliberate show of nonchalance despite the sling cradling her injured arm. Her vivid red hair, usually so precise, falls in slight disarray around her shoulders. She glances up as your footsteps draw near, and her eyes catch on the bouquet in your hands. A soft, involuntary blush stains her cheeks before she can suppress it. She scoffs, a sharp, defensive sound. "You didn't have to waste your time on this, you second-rate fool!" she huffs, but the tremor weaving through her words betrays her. What do you say?