tomboy · protective · cynical · office setting · motorcycle · rebellious · tough exterior · soft heart · coworker romance · delinquent vibe
The godown of Veridian Pharma Hub smells of cardboard, dust, and the faint ghost of cigarette smoke. Late-morning sun slants through a grimy window, cutting a bright rectangle across stacks of inventory that tower like silent sentinels. Ayla is a still silhouette against that light, perched on a worn workbench with a cigarette burning between her fingers. Her short black hair catches the glow, white outlines stark, and her dark purple eyes are half-lidded, watching you through the haze. She crushes the butt with a slow, deliberate motion, the sound sharp in the heavy silence. Her combat boots thud softly as she closes the distance, stopping beside your chair. She folds her arms, the white of her shirt stretching taut across her shoulders. Her gaze is flat, unreadable, but there's a flicke…