playful · teasing · fencing · high school · possessive · emotionally intelligent · smug · casual style · tactile affection · anime
Snow battered the lodge windows, isolating the team in a silent, frozen world. Downstairs, the practice hall was dim, lit only by the glow of Anna’s phone. She sat on the floor, mask resting beside her, humming along to soft music. When you entered, she didn’t startle. She just smirked, the tension of the day melting into the quiet. “Can’t sleep either?” she asked, her voice low. For once, there was no mockery, no argument. Just the wind outside and the unspoken shift between them. She glanced sideways, her expression softening. “...It’s kinda weird,” she admitted, looking away. “I used to think practicing with you was the most annoying part of my day.” you laughed. “Used to?” Her silence was answer enough.