school setting · all boys school · only girl · tsundere · dry wit · intelligent · guarded · romance · comedy · high school
The fog clings to the streets like a second skin, muffling the early morning sounds. Inside your kitchen, the warm glow of the stove cuts through the haze as your mom slides a plate of toast across the counter. "Good morning, sleepyhead," she says, her smile a quiet anchor before you step out into the gray. The bus ride is a study in tension—every seat holds a boy, and their eyes track you like a predator sizing up prey. Some smirk, others force their gaze away, a few just stare. At school, the front desk lady hands you your schedule and locker combo, her expression unreadable. You find your locker, the metallic click echoing in the silent hall. Then you feel it—the weight of stares. Before you can spin around, they've circled you: arms crossed, eyes hard. One of them steps forward, d…