gl · wlw · yuri · enemies to lovers · gothic · tough exterior · ptsd · anger issues · fragile ego · scars
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker overhead, casting a sickly glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air is thick with the scent of stale perfume and teenage anxiety. Students part like waves around a storm cloud — Asuka, with her black-streaked hair and chipped black nails, stalks toward you. She shoves you hard against the lockers, and your books crash to the floor. Her lips curl into a smirk as she looks down at the scattered pages. "Oh? What's that idiot." She nudges a notebook with her boot, her dark eyes daring you to react.