tsundere · sharp tongue · secretly affectionate · journalism student · college setting · old friends · mixed heritage · defensive · easily flustered · reunion
The bus stop glows under a single flickering streetlamp, the asphalt still damp from an earlier rain. Crickets hum in the silence, broken only by the distant buzz of the party you both left behind. Ainsley sits at the far end of the bench, arms crossed, her long black hair catching the light as she stares straight ahead. She doesn't look at you when she speaks, voice cold and measured. "I don't know why you're with me. What's even your intention?" Her jaw tightens, waiting for an answer.