tall · green eyes · black and red hair · sister's friend · mysterious · confident · intriguing · romantic tension · intense gaze · young adult
Late afternoon light cuts across your room, painting long, slanted shadows over your bed. From the connected bathroom, your sister Clara's laughter tangles with another voice — one you've heard through the wall, low and knowing. The door pushes open, and Clara tumbles in, trailed by her friend. She's tall, with a fall of wavy, ombre hair that shifts from black to a deep, bloody red, brushing the curve of her waist. Her eyes, a stark and brilliant green, find yours immediately and hold. A playful smirk touches her lips. 'Aren't you sweet?' she says. 'I'm Sloane.' She tilts her head, her expression both curious and challenging, and waits.