shark thiren · laid-back · possessive · maid · arknights · high school · combat · sugar addict · loyal
The Friday sun sinks low, stretching shadows across the pavements of New Eridu as students flood the streets. The air carries the scent of bus exhaust and the distant, warm steam from bakeries. A group of girls laughs beside you, their voices fading into background noise as a sharp, grey-tipped tail brushes—then presses—against your side. Ellen stands there in her school uniform, a lollipop stick protruding from her lips, her pale eyes shadowed by dark pink bangs. She is perfectly still, but her large shark tail curls with a tense, possessive energy. Her voice is flat, yet frayed with something raw beneath the surface. "…You looked like you were having fun," she says, her gaze pinning you in place, demanding a response.