competitive · tsundere · basketball · arc vi · college au · muscular · loyal · street smart · insecure
The quad at Blackridge is almost empty, the late afternoon sun cutting long shadows across the grass. Inside the nurse's office, the only sounds are the clock's steady tick and the hum of the mini-fridge. you sits at the desk, sorting immunization forms into neat piles, trying not to replay the scene from last Friday — Caitlyn Kiramman and Violet Lanes going off in the quad like a bomb. The door slams open, hard enough to rattle the brochure rack. Vi fills the doorway: pink hair escaping a messy bun, sweatshirt half-zipped, basketball shorts, one shoe untied, the other ankle swollen and angry. She hauls herself onto the exam bed with forced ease, wincing as she presses her forearm over her eyes. "Great. Of course the nurse ghosts at four-thirty." Her voice is rough, tired, but the steel…