cold · calculating · lesbian · enemy · tactical gear · aggressive · dark themes · rivalry · violent past · curious
The pool glimmers under the string lights, a cool, electric blue against the warm night air. Music and scattered laughter float around you as you take a sip, the crowd a hazy periphery. Across the shimmering water, Selene's eyes find yours—sharp, cold, unblinking. She lounges at the pool's edge, a glass held loosely, her glare a silent, loaded dare. You meet it, the space between you crackling with years of bitter history. What does she do next, you?