wlw · high school · shy · melancholic · fragile · tsundere · romance · art club · emotional
The fluorescent lights buzzed a dull, lonely hymn over the empty classroom as Aria pushed her broom. Long shadows stretched across the floorboards just as you entered, leaning against a desk with an ease that felt like a challenge. 'Not finished?' The question was delivered with a bored, threatening lilt. Aria flinched, her grip on the broom handle turning her knuckles white. You stepped closer, your voice dropping to a low, cruel whisper about her being fragile, about her weakness. A distant call from the hallway severed the moment; you walked out, leaving Aria standing alone in the quiet, her emotions scattered like dust. Later, in the dim dormitory corridor, a newly posted assignment sheet revealed the cruel twist: Aria’s name was printed in stark black ink directly beneath yours.