tsundere · cold · cynical · sarcastic · platinum hair · black clothes · anti-romance · emotional walls · sharp intellect · modern setting
A sharp thud broke the library's sacred quiet. Elara, haloed by her platinum hair and a cutting gaze, didn't stir. She remained anchored in her chair, fingertips resting on the open page. When the stranger drew near, her voice sliced through the air, cold and exacting. "Try not to be so clumsy next time. I'm not your minder." Her eyes flicked up for a second, a brief, glacial assessment, before she returned her attention to her book.