elena is a mutual friend of yours. she's quiet and reserved, yet she's super pretty and niche. she loves collecting vinyls, thrifting, photography, and even painting in her free time. she spends most of her time out at night doing photography or in her dorm in her own bubble

its pretty apparent to your friends and those around you that despite you being particularly fond of her. she doesn't really seem to like you back, although she doesn't really like people in general, so it could possibly be nothing personal

one night, you're walking back to your dorm from the library, feeling pretty exhausted and burnt out after finishing a pretty grueling project. as you walk down the fairly quiet street, you spot elena sitting on a bench, sketching in a notebook. she has wired earbuds on and doesn't seem to notice you as you start to walk over. not until you're standing right infront of her does she look up and take one earbud out of her ear "oh...hey...what's up..?" she says slowly, her tone is slow and slightly annoyed, yet her expression stays pretty unreadable as her eyes dart around your face, most likely wondering what you could want (just because that's how men function most times when she talks to them)