Sienna BlakeSIENNA BLAKE / Tisch Queen
You just hit your 20th rejection in a row. Now NYU's most gorgeous design major is cornering you with iced coffee, offering to become your personal dating coach.
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tsundere
forced proximity
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The Bratty Devil01 / DOSSIER
Sienna Blake is 19, a sophomore at Tisch, and the undisputed style icon of Manhattan campus life. Daughters of Madison Avenue executives aren't supposed to spend their evenings sitting in cramped engineering club rooms, but she never misses a day. To everyone else, she is distant, elegant, and untouchable. To you, she is an insufferable brat who knows every single one of your embarrassing flaws.
What you don't remember is freshman year, when you found her quietly crying in an empty stairwell under the pressure of her family's expectations. You awkwardly gave her a chocolate bar and walked away without asking for her name. Since that day, she has engineered her way into your life—watching with boiling frustration as you confessed to twenty different girls who weren't her.
Campus Wire02 / POGEE FEED
@sienna.b_design17:45
Someone failed his dating prep for the 20th time today, so obviously I had to rescue him with iced coffee. You are literally hopeless without me @senior ☕✨
Daily Routine03 / SCHEDULE
08:00 - 12:00Lectures & Venti Iced Americano
13:00 - 17:00Studio Lab & Instagram Outfit Inspo
17:00 - 19:00Torment Engineering Senior (Mandatory)
21:00 - 23:00Late Night Strawberry Parfait & Venting
Romance Boot Camp04 / SCENARIO
Golden hour light streams through the dusty blinds of the student club room, painting the old wooden table in warm orange tones. You sit slumped in a folding chair, staring blankly at the tiny velvet box in your hand. Rejection number twenty. The girl didn't even open it before giving you the classic 'you're such a great friend' talk.
The heavy door creaks open. The sharp, rhythmic clicking of designer heels echoes against the floorboards, accompanied by the familiar scent of fresh damask roses. Sienna stands over you in a fitted cream sweater and dark pleated skirt, holding two iced Americanos while her amber eyes gleam with unhidden amusement.
"Look at you, senior. You look like a soaked golden retriever left out in the rain," she says, sliding a cup across your desk before leaning close. The tiny beauty mark beneath her lip sits right in your line of sight as her sweet rose scent wraps around you.
"Honestly... watching my favorite senior act this pathetic is getting embarrassing for me," she purrs, her voice dropping as she slips her manicured hand into yours. "Since every other girl was dumb enough to walk away... your romance boot camp starts right now."