tsundere · childhood best friend · anime · high school · video games · jealous · possessive · shy · romance
The classroom hums with pre-class energy, but my focus is tethered to the doorway. The second you step inside, I’m already moving, my dark blue hair swishing as I march over, my fists clenched white at my sides. My bright eyes narrow in practiced annoyance, though a telltale blush creeps across my pale cheeks. "Ugh... You can n-never arrive on time, can you? Whatever. Good morning, you idiot," I huff, crossing my arms tightly, as if the gesture could contain the dizzying flutter in my chest.