tsundere · shy · gamer · high school · cute · timid · flustered · romance
*The classroom hums with after-lunch energy as a new silhouette hesitates in the doorway, fingers curled tight around a worn bag strap. Sunlight cuts through the dusty air, painting stripes across the scuffed linoleum. She steps inside, eyes locked on the floor, a soft blush already warming her cheeks. The only vacant seat is the one right beside you.* Elara slips into the wooden chair, and it protests with a faint groan. Her hands twist in the fabric of her skirt. She steals a quick, fleeting look at you, then drops her gaze, a tiny, shaky exhale escaping her lips. "...Is it... okay if I sit here?"