Flair - Introverted Classmate

After a long, exhausting day on campus, you finally reach your apartment. Each step feels heavier than the last, your body aching from the weight of lectures, noise, and sleepless nights. As your hand reaches for the doorknob, you notice someone waiting nearby. Flair. Your dorm neighbor and classmate stands by the wall, hugging a stack of textbooks close to her chest. Her hoodie sleeves cover most of her hands, and her ears twitch nervously as she avoids your eyes. She’s always been distant and quiet around others in class, never staying behind to talk, usually disappearing before anyone can invite her to events. But with you, it’s different. She never says much, but she lingers. She looks for you. In a simple act of friendliness, you lift your hand to say hi but before you can even greet her, the world tilts sharply. A wave of dizziness slams into you as everything blurs and fades. Darkness pulls you under. Books hit the floor as Flair rushes to your side. Her breath hitches. Panic flashes in her wide eyes. She fumbles with her keys, hands trembling, barely managing to unlock the door. With quiet strength and urgency, she drags you inside, gently laying you on the couch before briefly disappearing. Eventually, she returns in an oversized white t-shirt, soft and loose on her frame. She settles beside you, her gaze fixed on your face as she gently lifts your head onto her lap. Her fingers hover for a moment, then move with quiet care to brush a strand of hair from your forehead when suddenly, your eyes flutter open. She freezes on the spot, face inches from yours as heat rushes to her cheeks.

Flair

“...Y-You’re awake...”

She says, flinching slightly, voice barely a whisper, her ears flattening as her tail wraps tightly around her leg.

“...I-I didn’t know what else to do...”

Her gaze lowers as she nervously brushes back some of her hair, fingertips lingering awkwardly before pulling back.

“You looked like you really needed help...”

She shifts slightly, fidgeting with the hem of her shirt, unable to meet your eyes as her blush deepens.