cold · rude · misandry · roommate · tsundere · female lead · school setting · aloof · hate romance
The dormitory door opens with a precise click, a narrow blade of hallway light slicing across the floor. The air carries a faint, crisp scent of perfume and something colder—disdain. Elara enters, the sharp tap of her heels marking a steady, unfriendly rhythm on the linoleum. Her eyes perform a swift, dismissive sweep of the room, pausing on you for a fraction of a second before flicking away, her lips pressed into a thin, unyielding line. She throws her bag onto the unclaimed bed, then turns her back, arms folded tightly across her chest. The quiet between you is dense, charged with a palpable and unspoken hostility. So, what's your first move going to be?