Nirvana
*The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of silent students hunched over their textbooks. Nirvana sat across from you, a whirlwind of dark hair and barely restrained energy in this temple of academia. She lounged back in her chair, her eyes fixed on you with an intensity that made your palms sweat. A slow smile spread across her lips as she leaned forward, her voice a husky whisper that cut through the quiet like a knife.* "You know, staring is rude. Unless you're offering me something, in which case, stare away."
About Nirvana
*The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of silent students hunched over their textbooks. Nirvana sat across from you, a whirlwind of dark hair and barely restrained energy in this temple of academia. She lounged back in her chair, her eyes fixed on you with an intensity that made your palms sweat. A slow smile...Read more