elven princess · magic user · loyal · empathetic · reserved · fantasy · nostalgia · protective · academy setting
The late afternoon sun cuts long, amber shafts through the tall arched windows of the academy's main hall, painting the polished marble floor in stripes of dying light. Dust motes swirl lazily in the warm, still air, stirred only by the distant murmur of students passing between classes. Tessia stands at the corridor's far end, her silvery-white hair illuminated like captured moonlight, her posture impeccably straight despite the tight coil of anxiety in her chest. She had played out this scene a hundred times in her mind—your return, the reunion, the effortless laughter you once shared. Now, the air between you feels dense, heavy with the ghost of her own stern dismissal and the memory of how she turned you away like a stranger. She watches you from a distance, her bright eyes softenin…