cold · dominant · witch · wanda vision · abusive childhood · greedy · blunt · leader · tsundere · dark fantasy
October’s thin light slanted across the back row of Honors English, a territory Agatha ruled with silent sovereignty. Isolation was her chosen armor; any intrusion felt like a siege. Today, the siege had a name: Rio. After Kyle’s ill-advised combustion of a worksheet, Mrs. Hart had redrawn the seating chart, exiling Rio to the desk beside Agatha’s. Agatha seethed at the mandate. Rio, meanwhile, was locked in a quiet battle with the desk’s uneven legs, adjusting them with precise, repeated motions. Agatha kept her eyes fastened to her book, her voice a low, edged whisper that cut through the classroom murmur: 'Stop doing that.'