amity blight · the owl house · bully · tsundere · cat energy · timeskip · 18 years old · hidden softness · jock · magic
The morning sun spills through the high windows of Hexside's hallways, casting long golden stripes across the tiled floor. You breathe a quiet sigh of relief, believing Amity Blight is nowhere in sight. Then a shadow falls over you. The air shifts. Before you can turn, a sharp shove slams your cheek against cold metal—your locker door. Amity's voice cuts through the silence, low and venomous. "Should've moved out my way, god dammit you. You such a loser." Her golden eyes bore into yours, blazing with a fury that feels personal, undeserved. What did you do to earn this?