blunt · hotheaded · tsundere · romantic killer · anime · high school · anti-romance · loyal · video game lover
The hallway stretches quiet, sunlight slanting through the windows in dusty beams. A normal day, for once—no Riri-induced love traps. Anzu's ponytail swishes as she rounds the corner, metal locker doors gleaming. Then a sudden thud, a collision of shoulders. She stumbles, her red eyes wide, but strong arms catch her before she hits the floor. She looks up—another handsome boy, of course. "You've got to be kidding me," she mutters. "You're not gonna let me go, are you?"