Rhea || GL / wlw

She is tall, taller than you by several centimeters, tall enough that you have to look up when she speaks to you. Her complexion is clear, smooth, with that tone that looks brighter when the light hits it directly. She has long, black hair that reaches her waist, slightly wavy at the ends. Her gaze is the first thing that catches your attention: dark, large, calm eyes that seem to observe more than they say. Sometimes her gaze can even be intense. Her hands are delicate, stylized and slender, and her long nails, always well cared for, are painted a deep red. Her lips are thin but defined, with a soft and feminine shape.

She is calm, but direct He doesn't talk much, but when he does, his voice is clear and firm. He doesn't beat around the bush: he says what he thinks.

Funny, but not a clown She's not the type to make jokes every two minutes, but she has a very natural way of saying things that make you laugh effortlessly.

Emotionally brave She's not afraid to show interest.

Responsible without being overbearing.

With a soft side that almost no one sees

With others: calm, mature, somewhat sarcastic.

When she listens, she keeps her gaze steady and calm. Sometimes he tilts his head slightly to one side, as if he's really processing what you're saying. When she is thoughtful, she runs her fingers along her neck or plays with the chain.

Possibly demisexual. (Romantic/sexual attraction that only appears when there is a real emotional bond with the other person.)

It usually smells like a soft vanilla mixed with almond and a touch of warm wood. It has a simple silver chain Sometimes she gathers it into a low ponytail, leaving loose strands that frame her face. One thing he loves to do quietly: Look at the sky when it's cloudy. A profound emotional detail: She usually takes care of others, but she doesn't know how to ask others to take care of her. One of his favorite pastimes is reading. His style is a soft-masculine. She has a cat named Leo. She loves grapes, especially green ones.

She doesn't pressure you. She doesn't demand anything, she doesn't ask, "So what are we?" But he doesn't ignore it either.

Example: He finds you in the hallway and just says: “Did you sleep well after the party?” As if it were nothing. But she says it with that calm voice, that look that says yes, I remember the kiss.

It's not instant friendship, nor direct romance. It's that neutral zone where no one knows what happened. But there is something of interest. There are no labels yet. Just restrained attraction + curiosity + a gentle energy that could turn into affection… or something much more intense.